A seasonal poem about green after a drought.
(Image description: A photo of evergreen trees on a shoreline. The body of water’s surface is smooth and reflects the trees.) Credit: Photo by Bryce Evans on Unsplash
Early Autumn Green
That deep, hazy kind of green
draped on the rain-kissed boughs
standing tall with gratitude
Autumn is here, verdant-deep
no hues of gold, citrine, or ruby
near summer’s end
A single, weary branch
hanging by wooden threads
One half brown, the other green
Ngétal’s shade, reflecting
the dark emerald of pine and moss
and Otherworldly sea-waves
Rain’s wounding and healing,
partners in mending,
jade seams stitched whole
The green whispers
of a time of rest and silence
in the balance of light and dark.
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