Droplets on an Autumn Tree

Droplets on the Autumn Trees

Water droplets cling to the branches

As the rain tumbles down from the sky

They cling there like iridescent stars

Lighting the path to truth

Though the truth seems to stretch beyond infinity

Such small worlds in such small spaces

Crystal clear, luminous, without any traces

Of this angst I feel, this angst I see

These water droplets on the tree

Seem to be speaking something

Something to me

Something that I can’t seem to understand

I am often overcome by this mortality man

Who is always reminding

I will never, ever know the all

Welcome to fall

Carried

Carried

I spoke into the waters

The waters spoke then into me

My words went into their very mists

Their mists then set me free

I sit amidst the songs of God

Amidst the peace of trees

I welcome gladness into my soul

I rest here on my knees

I’ve walked around the bended path

The sights I no more see

But the roar is still inside my heart

Forever flowing out from me

No silence could ever stop it

K, Duane Carter 10/18/12

Walks are good...

I am walking along

a place so quiet

I can hear the wings of the moth beat

I can hear the grass sway in the wind

yet

I cannot hear the river

So I keep walking along

I hear the quail chirping in the blackberries

I hear the duck wings as they fly swiftly by

yet

I cannot hear the river

So I keep walking along

humming a song

that flows from the river within

I lift my eyes

to late winter skies

It is more the beginning of spring

before I realize anyone, anything

I see the river

Rising up before me

yet

before I saw it

I heard it

It was then I knew

K, Duane Carter 2-16-12