Song
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust.
Tarnish to tarnish,
Rust to rust.
Raindrop to raindrop,
Sun to sun.
Night is now finished,
Day has begun.
Birdsong or plainsong?
Coffee or tea?
Umbrellas make boats
on the briny sea.
Look! Cows are leaping
Over the moon,
As we coin shining words
For a dark old tune.
Leslie Schultz
Thank you, Beth!
What photos! What a singing poem! I think wondrous is my word for your poetry this April, Leslie!
I love how we keep going back to the dust – despite all of our busy cycles.