There Will Soon Be Another Tree Poem by RIC BASTASA

when you go to church
and you find out that no one is there
what do you feel?

if you ask me, i feel nothing.
It is just one of the facts that i have to accept
concerning religion.
Shall i demand an explanation from the parish priest?
I may ask perhaps
but to demand what cannot be provided anymore
is too much of an asking from humanity.
Religion has always been voluntary
And its death is voluntary too.

There is nothing wrong with natural death.
It can be even enriching
If we think about it.

Like rotten leaves. Like humus under the heaps of rottenness.
After a certain time,
Do not be surprised,
Something sprouts from there.

And a ray of light welcomes it.
There will soon be another tree.
Another forest without a name.