Austin Nature Center
Waiting in heavy, moist September air,
listening to sounds of urban motion.
steel vibrations of machines,
connecting points from here to there.
jetting metal noises,
to “who knows where”.
children playing, running, screaming,
among pebbled ways,
calling out, “Let’s play ball!”
projecting determined signals,
attracting others to join.
pastel frames of beauty,
flitting among a collage of colors.
leathery ebony dragonflies,
through synchronized zig zag movements.
gliding through mirrored pea-soup,
among a well-planned niche,
with waterfalls of electric power.
sunfish and perch,
forming patterned ripples of watery sounds,
leaping for pellets of nourishment,
delivered by soft-spoken visitors.
embracing secretive clues from animals’ past,
harboring purple-grape American Beautyberry,
reflecting the sounds of time.
their wispy white explosive veils,
quiet in the still air.
Confined within an oasis of urban sounds.