Turning and Teaching

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The turning
Life and death
on stage
In this season
somber

The trees, tilting
in the wind....
whipping
Letting go their
leaves from
their long laddered
limbs

The grasses of
the prairies
Wilting and waiting
for the white
Winter
to cover their
frail fallen
frames

The skies painted
in auric greys
and golden rays
staunchly streaming
out from the
sun
Often
occluded
by the cloak of
clouds
Hanging heavy
above our
heads

Turning those heads
away from the
gusts and
gales
of the Fall 's approach
Full on...like a freight train
frantically
blowing her windy 
whistle
of warning

Yet...in the middle of it all
is the turning of our
selves
inward
Sweet still contemplation
Reconnecting
to the
sadness
of
our souls

She will teach us....
our sadness
Teach us to cherish
our joys
In the turning is
the teaching
The soul speak of
sorrow, joy, hope and
despair
In all their colors
blended
Like the deepness of the
trees
Donning their full Fall
headdresses
as we turn to witness
their full Fall
beauty


Humbled, we are
by their dramatic
display
and
The return of the
turning and
teaching

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