Thursday, August 14, 2008

Things That I Fear...

I cling to the last breath of summer
as I watch new life
secret itself from
my sorrow.
Sorrow for the empty nest
at the end of the watch...
will I see you in the spring
my sparrow child...
Sorrow for a winter's sleep uncertain
as dark shadow and crisp airs
harvest memory of a summer's warmth,
soft fragrance replaced
by dry nothingness.
I fear winter,
it's breath uncertain
as iced talons grip
my hope for silent slumber
and my fields of sparrow song.


Karen from A`Musments said...

What wonderful photos, and what an incredible poem... did you pen this? It is just wonderful; so moving! I love your blog...
Found you through my friend Charmaine!

Greyscale Territory said...

This is so moving! Almost prayerful! I feel the deep yearning to hold the breath of summer just a little longer.

Utah Grammie said...

Your words again spoke to me - and the photo of your "babies" - wonderful!

Have a fantastic Friday, will ya, my friend??!