On To November

No longer October 

Time to move on

Time to move over

On to November 

To a silent slumber

Or search for some center

Tend to our embers

Rediscover our splendor

Flip the calendar page

Slip the captor's cage

Release the need for rapture's rage

Dive into this winter's dream

It isn't as sinister as it seems

Into its wind, this listener leans

Just to hear its secret whisperings

Amongst the snow and cold

I stand there, deciphering code

Tracking the distance of every snowflake blown

Each trajectory seems a mystery

Or unknowingly

Completing

A dutiful destiny 

They are all beautiful next to me

Authenticity

Is its own

Irrefutable victory

The process of this metamorphosis can be painful

The answer is learning to dance in the angles

We're all meant to be snow angels

Until spring, we transition to pretty little rain pools

Sitting in the soil as reclaimed jewels

Until we dissipate

Not disappear

We evaporate

Return to where we originate

When we become conscious of, our constant change state

Then, in thunderous exclamation

We emerge again in precipitation

Let me be playful in my part as these seasons pass

Let me sing my song as long as this melody lasts 

I am just a droplet, meant for a blade of grass

Your spirit is a serenade and life is the dance