NaNoWriMo Day 1 – Leaves In The Stream.
Spring unfurled we gazed at all
the wonder of that season.
Branch and twig held us on high
we could not guess the reason.
Nest and egg before our eyes,
from naked bird to feather
changed, as we to fullness grew
in drowsy summer weather.
Through it all, we saw below
a murmuring water flowed.
Reached to catch the whispered word
of images it showed.
Now autumn’s winds blow strongly
and bring the waited chance.
Winds, blow caution. Let us join
the seductive water’s dance!