November 2017 GRATITUDE in the face of troubling realities
| Winter’s Cauldron Autumn rolls in like a cleansing wave And all is awash in transformation My garden displays a ‘grande finale’ Nature’s synchronicity receives a standing ovation Why do I love this season so? It’s the forecast of overstuffed comfort Introverted thoughts by the fire Where dreams like dormant seeds Release like old-fashioned popcorn Filling the air with ideas & possibilities The heat of summer left me sticky and spent Now my mind awakens in the brisk air. Leaves twirl on smoky, chilled winds. I take in earthy scents of rotting wood, apples and pear The North Wind stirs Winter’s Cauldron Candles in the evening Gently beckon former generations To my parlor Glazed butternut squash Glitters fresh from the oven The magic of cooking warms my soul As multiple veggies dissolve in the soup Angels guide us earthly beings, As best they can from afar Reminding us of all that is good Autumn 2013 Revised Autumn 2017 |   |
