Today sits firm in the belly of fall
As the weather wanders into winter
Stars sway behind night's dark drape
Late mornings rouse sleepy or lost
Behind their wet veil of grey clouds
Clouds have lined up past all horizons
Dragging full with water but uncertain
Where to place their precious self
Day or night on ocean or mountain?
Clouds are generous in their giving
The close of our warm dry summer
Was inevitable, as it always has been
Choose jackets, hats, socks or boots
To frame a warm and grateful body
As you walk through your seasons
