April 17th, 2009

KK with Kanji

Poem 17: Afternoon in the Mountains

My 17th Napowrimo poem

Afternoon in the Mountains

The wind roared in the pine trees
from time to time as I watched
the last patches of snow
on the mountainside
turn to mush,
and trickle down into the creek.

 a branch fell from a dead tree,
and a raven cawed,
and I contemplated
and the world tree
and wisdom,
and memory,
and storm crows,
and the ways of fate,
and sunshine scattering like diamonds
on the lake below.

And the wind roared,
and the snow melted,
and the stream flowed.

Some things, after all,
take care of themselves.