not today or any day recently I see
yet we prepare for winter nonetheless and
I suppose hope that one day it will arrive,
all blessings asked will be given and
fears felt fall into fires of forgiveness,
as the winter could linger on and on
and what would we do waiting for spring
if all our bellies are cold and frozen;
winter is coming I do not regret nor do I
look forward to its arrival as it represents
death, despair, and decay and a natural
end of life the old fashion way but it
is not a season that one should trust
as it can be brutal as unrequited lust;
winter is coming and feel it everyday
wondering when it will finally arrive
and how long it will eventually stay,
and wonder if the day's night can be
as boring as they say when those who
have experienced winter before all
come to this valley, kneeled, and prayed.
25 November 2020
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