A Dance In the Round

by Joan

I watched as that tree, once gold, now

bare, danced from bud

to fulsome green.

Now at her feet

lie remnants of her changing self

as she stands gray,

a sentinel,

awaiting wind

to carry her into winter

and then on through

to spring again –

a circle dance.

                                                                         JDG

 

2 comments on “A Dance In the Round”

  1. susan buniva's avatar susan buniva says:
    November 11, 2011 at 1:24 pm

    A wonderful reminder about the nature of time and gray.

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  2. Shell's avatar Shell says:
    November 11, 2011 at 10:46 am

    I am reminded of an early suggestion to gather your posts for publication . . .
    Once again, you have said something worthy of contemplation. And beautifully.

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