Another Acorn Falls
A acorn has fallen from the tree beside me
Squirrels are playing
Ignorant to life that surrounds them
In such a joy as to be painted
In such a way to capture the essence of happiness.
I stare in awe, these creatures in playful contemplation
One perches to strike out to the other
Even as the other holds the same compliment
And strike they do as gravity is debated
Twirling squirrels in the sky.
One has missed the branch of impedance
As it tumbles downward to the earth
And still the other chases in contemplation
Capturing it's playful adversary in mid fall
As the two clamber up again.
Into the heights of fear they sway
Climbing the branches to the peak
With a leap and the hug of friendship they float
A swirling tornado of furry ecstasy
Drifting downward yet again.
And downward they go
A mid air-wrestling ring as gravity shows its strength
To the ground they bounced and lie still
As I thought they were dead their heads shook
And together they chased up the branches of the tree.
Another match they attempt
Further up the branches as far as the tree could extend
And as I watch
This moving event of natural pleasure
Another acorn falls.
BY: DARREN J McMurray
June 14, 2008
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