each to each.........................

Will-lessly the leaves fall,
are blown, coming at last
to the ground and to their rest.
Among them in their coming down
purposely the birds pass,
of all the unnumbered ways
choosing one, until
they like the leaves will
will-lessly fall.  Thus freed
by gravity, every one 
enters the soil, conformed
to the craft and wisdom, the behest
of God's appointed vicar,
our mother and judge, who binds
us each to each, the largest 
to the least, in the family of all
the creatures:  great Nature
by whom all are changed, none
are wasted, none are lost.
Supreme artist of this
our present world, her works
live and move, love
their places and their lives in them.
And this is praise to the highest
knowledge by the most low.

-Wendell Berry
Sabbaths, 2011  XIII