Sweet Ending

I breathe deeply.

It’s been weeks since I’ve inhaled,

and felt alive.

The waning growing season

is less about endings, to me.

Stagnation and swelter

Have lifted.

It is far better to be busy.

Survival is an active process.

The depth of silent winter,

White and cozy,

Hasn’t any power to suppress

my spirit.

As the woolen, suffocating blanket of summer lifts,

I remember to be happy.

6 thoughts on “Sweet Ending

  1. P.S. I Love Soap Co. 08/22/2012 / 11:45 am

    well said….

    • Susan 08/22/2012 / 12:28 pm

      Thanks! It’s how I feel…summer is too inactive a time for me.

  2. suzicate 08/22/2012 / 12:20 pm

    “As the woolen, suffocating blanket of summer lifts” -absolutely love this!

    • Susan 08/22/2012 / 12:29 pm

      You are so very kind…I feel as though I am under a blanket all summer. Not my favorite season. 😉

    • Susan 08/24/2012 / 11:13 am

      Thank-you…that pleases me. 😉

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