Nothing Is Happening

River Day

The cormorant dives deep,
No hesitation,
While we idle on the pontoon,
Deciding where to go.
Osprey overhead —
Focused, hunting,
Everything we’re not today.
A jet boat screams past,
All noise and wake,
Tubing kids shrieking joy
Behind it like a tail.
We’re cruising,
Which is really just
Moving without purpose,
Calling it adventure.
The egret stands still
In the shallows,
A heron waits too,
Like it knows something
We’re still learning.
Patient as a prayer
We forgot how to say
Seagulls beg and steal,
Familiar chaos,
The family dynamics
We brought with us.
Then the bald eagle
Circles high above it all,
Watching our small dramas
From a distance that makes sense.
By evening we’re exhausted
From doing nothing much,
Sunburned and soda-sticky,
But the water holds us anyway,
Birds and boats and people,
All of us just floating
In the same uncertain space.