All things come to me in time.
I know not when or how, but one day, you will come to me.
You need not hurry. I need not take you early.
You see me when leaves change color and fall from their trees.
You see me when buildings wither and break.
You see me when living creatures breathe one last time.
When the light of the last star fades from the universe,
Then and only then will I change. I will become my other self.
I will become birth, and all that was shall live again.
I was here long before you were born,
And so shall I remain long after you die
For I am the force that moves the cycle of life.
Happy Year of the Dog!
This one brought a gift. What a sweet puppy.
Though winter goes on,
Daylight grows each day.
So does hope spring back.
Bonus points if it feels literal.
So yeah, we had a lot of snow.
Happy (belated) New Year!
“Sweet dreams, little one. When you wake up, you’ll be ready to take on the new day and the new year to come.”
May the holidays bring good cheer and cozy memories.
Another escape by the crafty turkey, this time with more whimsy!
In times long past, a man once ruled this land.
He lived at home with wife and child and knight.
His mystic power flowed through sword and hand,
Yet no one knew the vastness of his might,
And deep within, he hid a heart of cold.
He often let the children come and play.
He’d join them in the garden and would mold
Fantastic games of yore and ancient days.
But his illusions drew upon their fear.
They started small, but large, did they become.
The children thought their nightmares ever neared,
And then, to tragic death did one succumb.
Too late he saw he couldn’t hide his heart.
The home and realm he built, he tore apart.