Alvin Schaut Poems

One day, the wind but a breeze
Subtle, gentle upon ones'face
Puts ones' mind at ease
Yet another day, harsh, rough against ones' face.
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We are each like a tree in the rain forest in the struggle to survive.
Trees both young and old, for it is not one tree but many that make the forest whole.

Through centuries providing medicine, food and shelter to those who find it home.
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Once again, the time of year.
Springs return, with it warm rains.
New growth, though small and fragile, bring forth flowers, soon to appear
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The winter night, dark, cold and clear,
All the stars above twinkled brightly against the night sky.

Morning's dawn would soon appear as the darkness slowly disappeared and the stars faded away.
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The time of year, the air turns cold, rain becomes snow.
Small snowflakes, large snowflakes.
White specks fill the sky, gently falling to the ground.
Day or night, disappear to reappear.
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It starts as just a trickle, a spring which comes up from the ground, fed by many tributaries, to become one of the biggest rivers around.

Always there, constant flow.
Before it had its name, Native Americans used it as a highway, for even today people still travel it the same way.
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Years ago people settled in Wisconsin
from near and distant countries and for those who lived there before.

People from the past.., such rich diversity,
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Wherever you may be,
Whatever you may do,
hiking, fishing, skiing, snowmobiling or by canoe.
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From the early morning dark to the early morning dawn.
The sky becoming lighter as the moon and stars seem as if to fade away.

Yet the rising sunrise is the beginning of a day.
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Signs of spring.
With it, warm rains does it bring.
New growth, new leaves on trees.
Different shapes and sizes, subtle greens.
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