A complex of simplicities

Yesterday the drilling
           of a woodpecker
as I awoke at first light
           today the splatter
of rain on the skylight
           the patter of droplets
of natural time
           just as it falls

Yesterday we strolled
           in the meadow
where avenues
           of age-old oaks
clung to their leaves
           while all around
their peers
           were shedding

The grass was soft
           underfoot
the earth not yet soaked
           We crossed the river
where swans and gulls
           swam and fished
in the wide pool of water
           restrained by the weir

Time and the river
           the wholesome fresh air
and beauty on all sides
           life a complex
of simplicities
           just like love

John Lyons