Coming and Going

Zen Garden

Coming and Going

A riot of chickadees
flock and flit
about my garden,
flying under the old oak
offering acorns
one by one.

From the orange and the olive
to the Mexican sage
they hang upside down
like tiny circus performers
probing purple blooms
for the sweet summer nectar
the hummers missed.

Constant conversation
continues in song.
A “wheeet” here, a “trrrrill” there,
announcing their satisfaction
in a garden of riches.
Suddenly – silence — they’re gone!

Off to a party
in someone else’s backyard,
leaving behind
a sense of quiet
that is louder than
before they came.

(c) Leanne A. Grossman

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