the sun is hanging

a little lower

these days.

that means it's

time for you to

become another 

source of light

for this angry world.

this is your vocation: 

to become a hip-swaying 

candle in the breezeless

 October night.

~ oh how you will make 

every midnight murk

become a mid-day miracle.

my love,

the earlier the darkness comes

the brighter you are asked to burn.

the longer the shadows

~ the hotter your fire.

this is how we survive 

the coming fall. 

we will gather under your signal fire

and watch how you transform 

the lingering gloom

into sunsoaked glory.

--John Roedel