The light of fall fades
A moment defines each day
Each ray of the sun
Made shorter by natures breath
Winters arrival to come
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Monthly Archives: November 2016
Where Did Fall Go?
It’s the second of November and it doesn’t feel like fall,
An unlikely wind is upon us, failing to heed the call,
And now the day is over and as nice as it has been,
I like it much, much cooler, to keep me in my zen.
Now some of you that are out there, may enjoy a warmer day,
To get outside while you can to walk and run and play,
But days like this, my dear old friends, I really couldn’t care,
Because I’m the kind of dude, who likes the chilly air.
The Sky
The sky
Bleeds a smooth blue
Wisps of pearly white are
The genesis of every
Cool dry breeze and warm sunny day
We are witness to the
Scenic beauty
Of time
Watching
Watching
Meandering
Unchartered journeys wait
Eyes to be opened, sharing thoughts
Perceptions of each new kind soul
Each new reality
Defines us as
Just one
The Exploits of Autumn
The wind caresses each tree,
Cool and calculated, each leaf a shadow of its previous life.
Drifting downward, it’s breath taken, patiently awaiting rebirth,
Autumn’s inevitable demise the path it must follow,
Measured in time and longing for the unknown,
The coming cold dark nights tell the story and the truth
Of life itself.
Winter Awaits Us
The woods are brown and the trees they are bare,
Seductive and mysterious, a chill in the air.
The feel of the earth, so crunchy and soft,
I walk them alone, the cool morning frost.
Anticipation awaits us, change we will see,
An eventual white blanket, will coat every tree.
It’s as old as the ages, as sure as the sun,
The coming of winter, another season is done.
The Zen Hiker 