Decay - Poem by Matthew Roeser
Life's bits and pieces have floated downstream
Now begins renewal
The reuptake of nutrients and minerals
Fish will return
Pond skippers. Trout, tadpole
Crayfish, mayflies, dragonflies
All skipping, hopping, crawling, darting
In, out and around currents
Of water, wind and sun
A magnetic pull feeding tender youth
Beauty, truth and nobility
Have I half dreamt it?
Or is the Great Return arrived?
The dawn came and went
Leaving behind mid morning
Brilliant sun, a sky bluer, smiles
Gifted grass and wildflowers
All flowing as one into the one
The Great River
To dive into the clear cold mountain snow melted water
That is my only task for the day.
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