Becoming

interred

Losing the motion of my youth
The energy of the newness
Traveling past me,
As the country-side past my jeep.

Mellowing and developing taste,
The Seasons,
Nature retired to sweet repose
Interred in frozen earth.

Moorish in her appearance
Breaths hang heavy in the air.
I am becoming

by malakhai jonezs
© Copyright 2016

image source:  http://www.philarmitage.net/alaska_trails/knik_glacier_alaska960.jpg

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