Temporarily out of place
in a place that i have
by myself been put
following fogs of fall
stark light on tree tops
evergreens contrasting
fading leaves, everlasting
cool air amoungst the rustling
of restless seed, patient seed
new earth pouring open
quenched of its summer
filled in the resilance
of nutrients returned
do not ask me of the rain
or of the breeze for i know
not its comming direction
i enjoy each day degrees
cooler then the few before
to fear something so cold in the wind
to fear somethign that is inevitabley the way
the way of all that has bloomed, here
in this time is biased and still
while confronted by the freeze
