I See the Creek

I See the Creek

...and find in it myself.

I get up,
get ready,
start the car
and drive away.

I park and get out,
blink a few times,
then set out walking
in my chosen direction.

I walk down,
over and across,
then down some more,
following the fallen rocks.

I see the creek,
locate a level spot,
position my chair,
and take a seat.

I remove my sunglasses
notice the breeze,
look up and realize
I can name all the trees.

Maple,
Sycamore,
Locust
Black Walnut,
White Oak,
Poplar
and Cedar.

I exhale and wait.
The falling water calms me.
The vivid color reminds me
I've just come home.

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I thank you God for this most amazing day,
for the leaping greenly spirits of trees,
and for the blue dream of sky
and for everything which is natural,
which is infinite,
which is yes.
~ e. e. cummings