I fall
By example and command
Stilling the hearts
Quieting of hands…
To play a part
Like a cactus in the clay
Holding a purpose
Proving a way.
Blossom tops
Gone for the moment
Heroes once
Now prose in a poet.
Again to know
Forever will falter
Like the height in a child
Value in a dollar.
So I serve
To become what I know
Perishable by season
Cycling Spring to grow.
Accepting a stay of rest
As Autumn closes the more-
Be still future knocking…
Old man winter at the door.