This summer fullness
of leaf and stalk,
flower and fruit...
abundance
feeding birds and us,
seems so far from
the cold white barren
that melted before,
and now hints a quiet promise
of its return.
I live here and now,
and in the past and future,
as nature too,
with mulch and seeds,
and migrating birds,
and shorter days
and cooler nights.
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