Looking out across Lake Superior
from my little hill atop the world
watching clouds gather
The last remnants of summer linger
like clinging to an old love affair
and now ………Winter approaches
He does not loom on the horizon
Waiting to pounce on the unsuspecting few
Not at all “……like a thief in the night.”
Rather ……Nature rises and disrobes
reaching high with outstretched arms
welcoming the inevitable
He will cover Her with His cold, white blanket
slowing [cooling] Her life force
allowing Her to curl inward
Gentle peace
An inescapable
conclusion
© Sailor (Michael Granucci) Fall, 1991
December 11, 2012
http://www.linkedin.com/pub/michael-granucci/59/a34/930
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