When brown-red leaves dance in autumn wind
and the cries of crickets no longer sing,
heart grows sterner, appetite increases,
wanton thoughts rage before the coming freeze.
Heavy rain warns of blankety-blank snow.
Then levity strikes like lightning forking:
there is something comic about four seasons,
scene of fluctuating foliage,
sense of major obstacles subdued, nailed.
Fire in the wood-stove or fireplace
resembles fire in the mind and heart.
Roil of constant changes creates adept
adaptation to evolving concepts.
Living at extremes demands un-caged art.