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.