The Dark Season

Dark fall scene

She stood
looking out over the landscape
the skies were a dull gray
She longed 
for the bright days of summer
for the blooming of the flowers
and the hum of the bees
Instead the dark season 
lay upon the land
the spent flowers hung as
little lumps at the end of the stems
the leaves no longer clung to the trees
instead, they blew into the low places
cloaking the earth for the times ahead
As she stood looking out
her heart felt heavy
the winter rains and wind
would soon drive her indoors
These days spent in nature
would be limited
She slowly turned
wrapping her shawl 
closely around her
wandered back indoors
She'd have to turn to the fire
to warm her soul

Tags: 
Poetry
Nature

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