reeds

how

reeds bow in the breeze
bending ever obedient
yet wistfully weaving
dreams of massive roots
and encompassing bark
and branches scratching
at the very sky above

yet

as they pliant genuflect so
oh why, they seem to lament
to a cypress copse nearby
why not we drawn to the sea
when shall we too grow tall
as you and firm and standing
fast in rich and fertile soil?

when

the winds rise shunting aside
such feeble wishes as these
and the reeds ride restless
the swirling raging storm
feverish swaying yet unbroken
their hopes reside unspoken
while a mighty cypress crashes

to

the

earth

Salt Lake City 16 Oct 2012