Adaptations

The geese

planted their webs

in the muck

against the incoming tide

and waited.


For what?


I don’t think 

they knew

precisely.


Millions of years

of adaptation

tell them that

it’s a good thing to do.

Something will 

present itself.


I stood high on my boulder

watching,

feet rooted 

against the 

spirits’ disruptive wind.


The universe,

I felt,

was talking to me.


Saying what?


Millions of years

of adaptation

have taught us

to not hear.

Still, 

I wait for something

to present itself.


5/15/10

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