Grey skies
Raindrops on the windows
But still in youth
The vigour to describe
The shine in every detail
On each separated sphere
Colour in all the lonely droplets
Summer closes slowly, eases itself
Into the darker nights
Of autumn
The fear and fright of new beginnings
Of best laid plans
Resurrected, dusted off and drilled down
Around the turn of the year
Into drifted snow
Under frosted moonlight
Crisp under foot, fresh minds
Clear of untroubled numbers
The free mist hides all the frozen shadows
Step out under the bluest of blue skies
In flight above the clouds
Over star swept mountains
Your signature; the new you
As an aviator, or a pedestrian
Stride into the lush chase of springtime
Ride once more with the Valkyries
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