Simply Surviving
What is life to a lichen?
This marriage of algae and fungi lives,
absorbing minerals from the rock,
on which it sits indefinitely,
its growth rate infinitesimal:
perhaps an inch in a century!
I would lose the will to live.
Yet there it sits with no ambition
other than to be.
Winter Sun
A weak, watery, winter sun
but strong enough to
give this fall of snow
the old heave-ho
leaving in its wake
small scattered patches
which soon will go
the way of all snow
hereabouts.