Here, today ...
In the chilled dawn air,
The sun arises,
And with it,
The autumnal equinox arrives.
The juvenile bluebirds come
Early for their morning meal,
As their parents did months before.
The last of the ruby throats buzz through,
Before their long journey southward.
As time drifts onward,
And the observer observes,
The natural cycle of Life has reached
A somnolent, steady state.
The Heaven Beckons,
Nothing of Significance will happen
Henceforth until ...
The End is Nigh.
_______________________________________________________________________
D W Orr
Environmentalist, Weimaraner/Dachshund Companion, Photographer, and Poet-Provocateur
Harford County, Maryland,
Here, where it all began, 251 years ago, in the USA
September 22, 2020, 9:31am, EDT
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