Kingdom Come

Late October morning                     jo'b   

                              After a nightmare

                              the wooded hill

                              is a kingdom of sunlight and fog.

                              Is it warm where you are?

                              I have too much to carry

                              through empty rooms.

 

                              When you get here

                              on the cusp of winter

                              I will show you everything.

                              Something must come of this.