By Gerard Traub
As sunlight fades
from the shimmering leaves
and each heaving trunk
sighs to evening’s surrender
another day’s sojourn
seasoned with every hour
where time follows the line
between cold and tender.
When restless air
breaths calm to the eye
and skies close sudden
into a winter’s grey
each flower holds faith
through darkest night
until dawn and birdsong
find delight in play.