Thin November Veil

One green leaf sticks out
Near the humming transformer.
Two energy forms.








Cold wind sounds hollow
Moving about the bare trees.
Small bushes tremble.

The stream looks placid,
But ripples touch the surface.
Wind is everywhere.












Blue and gray and cold--
Thin layers of Scorpio,
Shifting all about.

Wind is insistent,
Whispering through all the trees
Sibilant message.










They are everywhere:
Dead leaves stuck among living--
Thin November veil.

Old nest is exposed;
Sheltering green leaves have flown
Long after the birds.












Rooted in maple,
Pine sapling begins to grow--
Sisterhood of trees.