Today I will rake leaves
In spite of the wind
And rain
In spite of the leaves that still remain on the trees
Which will soon fall
These leaves which will watch my work
Knowing that if I simply waited
That when the trees were bare
And the winds continued to blow
That I would not need to
With rake in hand
Occupy my time with raking leaves
Today I will rake leaves because I need to be reminded
My ego has consumed my thoughts
And I am deceiving myself
For whatever that might mean
Reminded that my wants are only mine
Chaos comes and goes like the tide
Yet never leaves
And often beauty and order is temporary
Always temporary
All things are temporary
Today I rake leaves so I can be at peace with the struggle
And realize that it is not a struggle
It is a single movement
With resistance as much a part of the whole as fluidity
The leaves will blow away
Or get bagged
The lawn will appear as green
And clean
I will feel as if the task is done
But it is not
Some may tell me this effort is wasted
I must be at peace with that
As I must capitulate to the rain which also suggests I make better use of my time
Nothing I say or do will change these facts
The leaves will remain until removed
The leaves will fall until the trees are empty
The rain will fall
The wind will blow
And I will rake leaves