You feel it when you step outside
Autumn’s warning of winter’s pride
In sparkling landscape ice and flakes
In ever changing forms and shapes.
As farmers herd the cows and sheep
The animals are preparing for sleep
The wild ones tend to hibernate
Through winters chill they vegetate.
We exist in extremes of heat and cold
Whether the young or the very old
But we too need to hibernate
Which we humans do at a daily rate.
Why do you suppose
We need to juxtapose
Active day for sleep?
Our sanity to keep?
Our active consciousness never stops
From frantic day to night it hops,
Transferring from conscious thought
To sub-conscious dream or being taught.
Contrary to the seasons change
Perhaps, it’s time to rearrange?
Our thoughts on drizzle or flood
Invigorating or freezing blood?
These are natures tantalizers
Mistaken for her just chastisers
Learning to live in the world
Not to become part of the world.
No one judges us in our difference
Between the world’s physical science
And our quest to find spirituality
We need to find essential clarity.
There is no chill to chase our quest
We are a welcomed child not a guest
So, find the warmth of the embrace
To find and accept the divine Grace.
© David Tenneson – 2016