ILLINOIS AUTUMN: The End

THE END

The Rest
Has come
Upon the
Land
And after
Tomorrow
The globe
Will start
To the south
And though
We must wait
For the sun
To work
The fields again
His absence
Lets us
Draw near
To things
We might
Ignore
In His Light
For no time
In the year
Does home light
Shine as bright

- 20 December 2000