There is no time to mourn
This brutal passing
This silvered flash
This sacramental transformation
Before this salmon had respite from its journey
Eagles tore it asunder
Feasting on the choicest morsels
Cleanup gulls sweep up the rest
Bringing fishfragments to new life
High above, circling
While rain drums down
River overspills lawn
Everything a lot more fluid
On this gray day
Cloudcleansed and riverscoured
Nature serves holy communion
All around
David Trudel © 2012
