While nothing changes, everything does
Autumn Equinox 2022
At dawn, after the stars and crescent moon, the sun
is back in the east, peering through the laden chestnut trees
into our bedroom.
In the night, scores more apples fall, and we eat our own
peaches for breakfast.
Just now a new ladybird, so small
I could barely count its spots, landed on my arm.
These moments are lifeboats.
Such abundance, and
it's taken me till now to learn I don’t need to earn it,
deserve it, or strive for it; I can simply revel in beauty.
Nothing has lost its significance for me; it’s just
that, ageing, I crave it all less.
Of course
the tragedy of the world continues.
My friend says ‘Five swans flew past this morning.’
My friend says ‘Surely this is enough.’
© Roselle Angwin 2022
