Dark and Darker

We fell back in time.

I will get used to it.

The shadows no longer 

hold the trees to the ground.

Armadas of clouds have come and gone,

fluff of childhood.

Pewter sky fills the landscape above.

Furring maples, hornbeam and liquidambar

glow in the darkening gloom,

but the mosses assert themselves,

the resurrection ferns remind us

that even in death there is life.

We are all of a season

spring young, summer golden

autumn fading

and winter.
"Gratitude bestows reverence....
changing forever
how we experience
life and the world.