Passage Poem by Rebecca Leidner

At dawn the night wind slept
And the night rain subsided
Into mist and silence.
Morning silvered the grass
And on the breathing earth
The fragrant summer rested,
Awaiting October's fall.

Toward noon the wind awoke
And bustled the clouds away
And cleared a path to follow
Through the ripened field.
All the blue afternoon
The geese cried out for joy
Above the golden world.

And so, at sunset, homeward.
The little house grew warm,
Lights shone one by one.
Dusk curtained the windows.
In the bright kitchen
Something good was cooking.
You would have loved this day.