Fay Slimm.

Happenings

 

Happenings.

.

Gazing through shade

to sunlit leaves

I see gilt-given maze

of life-throb order 
start to lose a few ingots

in alchemy\'s fated          

drop to readied waters

that weave food       
from spent greens for

more shape-changes

in destiny\'s doings.  


Pooled silence shatters

in battled un-rest
as newt struggles with

catching  live feed

to sustain more mutation
and as I gaze

new  squabbles arise
when parent bird tackles

intent of fledged babies  

ripe for alteration 

by offers of feed  before 

first  fall from high 

toward different nature.


Magically now-blotched

and dappled this

day covets happenings

which bring wonder

of fate-tumbled endings 
for when begun,

birthed, rooted and rife
with felt moments

of infinite new my hurts 

or sorrows soon fade

for as awe lightens and

mind digests nature  

any heavy tomorrows

just crumble away.