dark and dreary day
the miserable drizzle
turning into ice
in and out of the water
the geese don’t seem to mind much
dark and dreary day
the miserable drizzle
turning into ice
in and out of the water
the geese don’t seem to mind much
a passing moment
the glory of a red sun
poured onto the world
some reflect and some absorb
a few are even transformed
life always goes on
no matter who may have fallen
the river flows on
no time to bury the dead
feed the sheep and carry on
breaking human rules
teaching with authority
dying prophet’s death
rising He gave one command
yet now most remains unfed
the sound
of placid water
breaking

a blue heron
takes flight