Friday, November 2, 2018

Slow Fall

Go now.  You
  say there's nothing for you here -
  but look - the black vault of sky,
  the still earth preparing, to hold
  breath, for a time.

Go now.
  see - it's only a slow fall,
  revealing and baring
  their stark and lovely forms, to
  stand for a season,  

Go now.
  miss the iron rising,
  still and frosted over -
  stars spilled to earth, 
  alike for these days,
  in moonlight

Go now.
  are buttoned up, protected,
  and in wonder, 
  sparing little thought 
  for the day we must -  
  no doubt,
  go too.

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