Two Birds, One Tree

Two birds, one tree

Two birds, one tree

Two birds in one tree argue

over its span, its symbolic reach,

the meaning of it all, the seeds,

the fallen leaves,

finalized by gravity.

Two men in one boat discuss

the ripples on water,

the bob and the line,

the murky depths,

in fathoms beneath.

Four creatures thus converse

across the elements of

wind and water,

growth and grossness

of life and its demise.

That the wind may blow

and water perturbates,

that men and birds imitate

the world’s inadvertent sounds,

as time is lost and we lose ground

 the note and the nodes,

its liveliness casually found.

Koon Woon