It Fell

It fell all day.
I was reminded of those portions of the world
where the air may be at any time inhabited
where distance is always layered into fainter
and fainter gray. 
It brought the counsel of the coyote much closer;
I felt the animal's defensive gaze upon me 
as it turned to disappear,
and I was minded to build a fire even in my living room.
God of the suburban South, help me close the eyes of my imagination on
those barren plains and the silent ancestor mountains beyond.
God of the North, protect my family and me till Spring.

February 17 2013