Wait for it
The days grow longer.
The nights get shorter.
In the cold dark days
the flowers inch
toward the green surface.
It will be as it always was:
eternal change,
eternal waiting,
eternal wonder
at the eternal cycles of life.
The winter never outlasts its
welcome in the forest.
The night awaits the dawn.
The dawn awaits the night.
Animals surrender to the season
and wait until the warmth returns.
That's all we need to think.
In the universe it's always best
to go the same direction
as the spinning world you are on.
NOTE: Before I did this website, my bro, David, made
a poetry website for me. You can visit that at: