Silent Willow

Music from the willow
fluently driven
from the barren middle
to the corners of the green.

The shuffle at the crease
the craning of the neck
the gratitude to heaven
the willow raised in salute.

As the chant forms a melody
sea of humanity rises in unison
hearts swell with pride
we thank the music.

In the longer whites
or the shorter blues
even in the casual shorts
the music plays soothing tunes.

The willow now falls silent
and we scratch history
to relive those memories
and search the horizon for new music.