by Jack Kingston ’24
Blowing gently on unbounding meadows
Pleasant breezes blow, as waving grasses
Fleetingly hum their evensongs. Though they’ll
Soon capitulate to freezing storms, peace reigns.
Restful deer in timbered clearings, without
any apprehensive signs, dream peacefully.
Auburn leaves drift across their nest,
Enveloping them with vibrant blankets.
Wistful passerines, since perched through mottled
branches, remember their seasons that’ve passed
Berries hanging throughout their home’s verdance
Defenseless insects on lifeless hardwood.
As the autumn declines and winter approaches,
The wilderness makes its past dues.
