November 22 2013 parkway 007

The hush comes

with the deepening of Autumn;

but it comes gradually.

Our ears are attuned to it,

day by quieter day.

But even now,

if one awakens

in the deep darkness of the small hours,

one can hear it,

a foretaste of Winter silence.

It’s a little painful now,

and a little lonely

because it is so strange.

Hal Borland

Photo by Woodland Gnome