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Friday, January 1, 2016

Through Nature's Eyes

Green grass shows through half-hearted snow.
The sky is uniformly grey.
The evergreens are tall and dark.
The other trees are stark and bare.
A few new flakes began to fall,
Slightly angled in descent,
A while ago, as I looked out
Struck by silence and by the same,
The same old face of Nature,
Always there, moving or still,
Ever-changing yet stubbornly
Still the same, standing, lying down—
Like that grass under its frowning snow.
Now new snow is falling thicker.
A small gust sweeps a curl of it
Right off the roof. The house
Back there is still asleep,
Its windows dark, the blue tarp
Covering a boat still dully blue.
It’s January 1st out there,
A new beginning—but Nature’s
Eyes see just another day.

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