I had written the poem down in a notebook a few years ago, not knowing the author.
I came across it again this week by chance, and thought I might post it here. However, when I was searching for the poet who wrote it (in order to cite them), I found an old blog of mine that I had forgotten existed. It was the first ever blog I ran, a wordpress, where I published a little bit of writing here and there, some short stories, a few essays.
It just struck me as beautifully fitting, given natural cycles was one of the themes of the poem, that I rediscovered an old blog while trying to post something on a new blog.
Perhaps it is insignificant, but it appeared to me to be one of those beautiful little moments, when the universe seems to manifest itself as intelligent as it pulls together several different strings, from several different points in time and place, and brings them together in order to create a new moment, where you are able to realise how ridiculous the notion of an isolated incident really is.