You Will Be With Us

You will be with us into Winter;
you will taste the snow.
Spring will find you quickening with us,
dazed by the wind and sun.
Summer will stretch you out across the boards
momentarily, until the hunt resumes,
and Fall again will waken memories
of old paths scented and forgotten.

You do not need to notice this circle;
your nose is tracking the moment.
But you may be surprised at the ease with which
the stealthy seasons send their changes in
and deliver to you a subtle prey:
Unmasked, this formerly alien place 
will wear, if Sirius is willing,
the unmistakable savor, ready to your jaws, of home.

November 16 2011