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North American Dreaming: Parade Of The Cattails

William Burkholder writes of one of nature's joys, a sight to quicken the heart and raise the spirits.

Bending in the breeze,
The parade of the
Cattails sway,

Speckling blue sky and sunlight,
Milkweed silk,
Dancing a dry autumn jig,

Warming currents of October air,
Make them dance,
As if,
Without care,

As if,
I should dare,

To remain earthbound,
And not fly with them
On this beautiful day.

That I too,
Should cleave to autumn's whim.

To enlist myself in its Lacramae,
Its tears of seasons end,
Deep, cold, restful sleep.

Blanketed by winter's frigid wrap,
Longing for respite of warming solstice ray,
And for the day,

When once again,
Comes the parade of the cattails sway,
Bending in the breeze.


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