Brian’sPoems

Lazy Fall Days

The early fall days roll by,
even the slow, lazy ones.

Cars clog the roads to the beach.
There’s a line of people waiting outside the restaurant.
I can hear a lot of giggling
while sharable photos are taken.

These are those times
when everything seems just as it should be,
just as it is in those stories
which are found in our favorite books and movies.

Every so often I pause along my way -
but only for a moment,
to notice the waves pulling at each tiny grain of sand.

Through watching the repetition of the tide
it dawns on me we are that grain of sand.
Forces we cannot see
and cannot comprehend rationally
are pulling us this way and that,
creating our world,
creating our universe
with infinite love,
one lazy fall day at a time.