In the Beginning

“In the beginning….”

Or so the story goes.

But even in beginnings, something must end.

Does the world ever miss being without form and void?

Does it ever think back and sigh, feeling things were so much simpler back then?

I stand on the swollen spring banks of the Mississippi

And watch the waters churning amidst the sturdy trunks of the forest.

A duck and her drake bob near the shoreline, searching

For green that hasn’t yet arrived.

Is this a homecoming for them?

Did they leave their pond in the south, return their keys

To the front desk, saying “Well, vacation’s over”?

Or is this their temporary home, spring signaling the beginning

Of their time away?

For the red-breasted robins and jauntily capped chickadees,

The earth warms and begins to breathe again.

Is this the time where trees celebrate the return to life,

The pulse of their sap coursing up into their burgeoning buds?

Or is it the end of their respite, the time

When the river once again tugs at their roots and birds

Begin to make their nests?

We move and turn and come full circle,

For in every beginning, something ends.

-lm

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About Leaping Loon

I am an ordained Unitarian Universalist minister serving our congregation in Elgin, Illinois. While I am determined to embrace my propensity to wander, it oftentimes takes a leap of faith to do so. My life's motto seems to be: "Leap, and the net will appear." True to my spirit, and following Love's call, I must simply free myself to go. Where will I end up? Let's find out. Welcome to my journey!
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2 Responses to In the Beginning

  1. Robin Edgar says:

    Nice poem there Leaping Loon.

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