to everything
there is a season
turn
-sam baker
all night rain fell
even through this morning
slow and steady
gray thunder
muffled
above the soaked
rain valley
this year leaves
those last ones
still perched
like parchment songbird s
on the tips of November trees
look to the ground
-what a year it has been!
wind storm sunshine '
celebration
glory!
all that remains is
this last falling
this final drift
this gentle return
to lie upon the good dark earth
beneath
the comforting snow
to every thing
there is a season
turn
Writing after an off day in the The Ozark Mountains on Wednesday Morning November 17, 2015 9:36AM
Sycamore Leaf November 2020
