The easy season's over in the summer city,
the hot, heavy days washed away,
the last swim taken in a cool, gray sea.
Auckland turns indoors as the nights close
The evergreens are waiting,
their tiredness gone,
aware of the long, wet weeks to come,
the sodden cold and driven rain.
Time to prepare for the darkness ahead,
open the winter wardrobe,
see what still fits,
gather fuel for the coming storms.
May clear, crisp autumn days,
the soft, reflective quiet of the fall,
provide a store of stillness, source of
to meet whatever Easter brings our way.