I was watching
two hoverflies
early this morning,
they’d hang in the air
almost motionless,
then they’d engage
one another in a frenzy
for a few moments,
then separate
and hang again.

They were like my thoughts,
I would manage to still my mind
for a few moments then I’d be off,
worrying about why
I hadn’t written any poetry
or whether the courgette leaves
were going to starve the carrots of light.

Then it started to rain,
soft, summer rain
falling on the leaves
of the Ash tree above me.

That’s the thing about nature,
when it intervenes
it’s always beautiful, total,
inexplicable and right.

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