Wednesday, April 28, 2021

Long Thaw

The pond up high shows more sky,
Now it’s lost most of its ice.

Each day that goes by, you lose
One more bit of what’s wrong here

With this world where life means death
But you can’t get to know death

To that day when you can’t know.
So let it go. Each day goes,

And if you’re in it at all
You’re in it in life. Wind blows

No end on the waves, and birds
Call to birds, for birds to hear.