Just remember that death is not the end.
Oh the tree of life is growing
Where the spirit never dies
The brutal concrete stormwater drains, scoured as they are after every downpour, don’t seem like a natural place to find any life.
So when I looked down into a damaged patch, where the water pools deeper, today I was surprised to see things moving around.
Closer inspection revealed tadpoles! Where they came from and where they’re going remains a mystery but I found it strangely affirming.
(The tadpole is a third of the way up the picture and a third across from the left, apologies for the photographic inadequacies of my iphone)