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