~In Between~
Patience is a virtue,
Or so I've been told.
So I decided to ask Gaia
For an answer to enfold.
Perhaps She could explain
What She does "in between"
The times She waits for something...
A flower to behold.
(I asked Her)
How do you spend the time
Between a leaf that falls
And when it meets the ground,
When the blue jay calls
For a mate to be found?
What do you do in that
Journey between Spring
And Autumn,
While catfish search
The bottom
Of lakes for eternity?
(Her answer)
Man can be so sad
While he ponders not his gifts
But what is yet to be had.
The same is true of Time,
A gift to be cherished...
Instead of spending it wondering
When he can reach his next goal,
He should look around
At all there is to be found
In the falling leaf's journey,
Or inside his own soul.
It depends on your
Point of view,
And how you spend
What you're given.
I smile as my breath
Becomes dew,
Sighing whispers that
Make leaves become
Driven.
There is no in-between...
There is only
What you choose
Not to be seen.
MEBH/@Copyright 3/98
