River Stone Watching by Cathy Dellinger
River stone sits beside the shore silent
Watching the water flow wondering if and when
It will be taken back into the depths from which it came
Thrown silently into innocent oblivion.
Cattails shade its surface supporting
Its smooth round bulk holding this cool stonelike
Presence amid strong roots
Reluctant to let go, yet knowing.
Willow spreads her canopy
Lifting her skirt amid summer sighs
Dropping it down beneath the cool whisper of autumn
River stone sits still, watching.
Summer breaths a sigh of relief
As the essence of winter on the wings of fall
Hovers over meadows and fields of corn;
Knowing seasons are silent in their approach.
River stone watches
Perched upon the shore strewn with fallen leaves
Unaware, uninhibited, unencumbered
By the silent song of the seasons.