In the forest a leaf falls
And feeds the snail
That feeds the thrush
That the fox takes to feed her cubs.
In the forest a tree falls
And the fox wakes
To catch a rabbit sniffing green shoots
So the shoots grow.
The rain from the ocean pours
And the earth drinks
Feeding the shoot
That grows to a tree.
In the shade of the tree
Fox lies where snails glide
Watching the rabbits
While the thrush sings.
The sun shines
The rain falls
And the ocean rolls
While in the shade of a tree
Young foxes tumble
Among the first falling leaves.
Loved this- the never ending circle of life, rings true through these well written lines!
Thank you. I get a bit obsessive about life cycles but I can’t help believing that we destroy so much when we disturb them.
You’re really looking forward to spring aren’t you? A great piece on the circle of life Jane.
Cheers
Laurie.
A satisfying sequence of fine poetry – well done