A meditation on nature and life
|They stand at every bend in the river,
Snow white egrets, solemn and stoic,
Next to blue flowers on gravel bars,
Down the waterway they hold their place,
In a mystery of silent communion,
With the dignity of soldiers guarding
Their sacred post, the rite of Spring,
The stirring of larvae in its struggle,
Life beginning, the miracle commencing,
The sacred rising from mud.
Water surges with the ecstasy of living,
Carrying seeds of life finding joy,
The cause of nature, genesis ascending,
All life is precious, all connected
All seek the spasm of procreation.
Throughout nature mothers sing,
The songs of birth and nurture.
As long as the white birds come
The seed will be safe,
Protected by white sentinels
Dragonflies hover over the scene,
Catching the sunlight in an ecstasy of being,
Carrying these words of truth: I am alive.