A New Season


Stretch arms wide

to try and catch the stars.

Pupils dilate

trying to let all the light in

in the dark.

It all makes sense

in the quiet

of a late summer night.

Shedding the frenetic skin

of the flowering season

for a new harvest.

Shortly, we will be forced

to don our humility.

Before the first frost forms,

our dispositions change.

Out come the organic fabrics,

and the earth tones,

and the tree stand camouflage,

made for a season of waiting.

Fire cracks,

and sparks fly.

The world continues its traverse

in amongst its sister planets,

as we wait on another bright moon

to tell us it is truly

the beginning of a new season.



DJR – 2023

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