Sept 6 2011
Elena Huegel
Sitting under a tree
in a yellow kayak
Stray drops from the
steady drizzle
Reach me under the
canopy of leaves.
Across the pond,
millions of circles flash
Winking green mirrors
Reflections broken of
the gathered trees and
Overcast sky.
I wait
For the rain to stop.
As others have waited
before me
Others in birch bark
canoes
Exploring these
whispering shores for food
Detained in their
homeward
Trek by the fall
showers bringing down
The temperature and
the leaves.
And I wait.
For the rain to stop
As others have waited
before me.
The birds chirping
from their nests
The deer curling snug
in a tree nook
The squirrels and
chipmunk hiding with stores
But not the beaver in
his underworld
Unperturbed by water
falling from the sky.
It is a green gray
world
Not waiting
Just being this moment
No need for patience,
no though of later
Simply living,
breathing
As long as the rain
lasts.
