Spinning, twirls the blades on winds journey; carried beyond to the unknown.
     Dancing clouds, gathering above; grey strokes bleed into them.
     Crisp air nips, stabbing with each gust. She leaves the scent of snow upon you.
     Light diminished, longer nights, for moon to reign. He stands proud above in brilliant glory.
     Slumber falls upon natures beauty. Recharge, gain strength for the season ahead.

Written by: Josette Hansen
Pseudonym Adinah Schramm
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