On The Move

(inspired by my painting ON THE MOVE)

 

Do you ever rest, my beaver friend?

All night you swim about

gathering here and there

more building materials

more décor for your abode

it’s seems an endless job

 

You ply your trade from dusk to dawn

working your architectural magic

as lumberjack and carpenter –

cutting, chewing, dragging, pulling

swimming, climbing, weaving, straightening

mudding your palatial lodge

 

Together, you and your special someone

build your watery home,

teach your young

independent, industrious ways

to keep a dwelling

strong, safe and secure.

 

Then when your days are done,

you can rest at last

to slumber and dream

of swimming, just swimming

on the move

into the dawn