The days have been long…
long and loud
with angry shouts of intolerance
and entreating cries for justice.
Some have listened.
Some have turned away.
Fatigue plagues the spirit.
Uncertainty dulls the soul.

The color of spring …
the warmth of summer fades
as we turn up our collars
against the bluster of autumn
and the deep cold grey of winter.
And only this is sure –
There is nothing new
under a sun that will rise
and set again
upon this weary land.