Indifferent Nature.
Gazing through shadow to uplit green
I see sycamore\'s golden-glint shades
lose a few leaves in fate\'s wind-bated
spin to watery disintegration, weaving
anew destiny\'s shape-changing azure.
Protective twigs cover egg-laden nest
until predator visit from domed space,
pool\'s silence breaks in deathly unrest
as newt struggles with live moth-food
and I have to watch indifferent nature.
Cobwebbed with questions each today
covets happenings forecast to endings
after beginnings which birthed, rooted
and here, tomorrow will crumble away.