Thought for the day, Wednesday 19th October

Maple Seeds by Lynn Ungar

“Most of the leaves are gone
from the maple. Other years
it’s glowed with color, but in drought
the leaves just turned brown
and dropped. Sometimes you just
can’t afford that kind of gaudy joy.
But now there are seeds
by the tens of thousands,
the sidewalk heaped in
little brown wings, flocks
of seed angels come to earth.
I know I’ll be grumbling
as I pull sprout after sprout
when the rains come. But for now
let me be a witness that letting go
is not the same as giving up,
that we could forgo glamor
for the sake of the next generation,
that creation is the first principle,
to which we all belong.”