yesterday was the last day I heard them
the chirp and song of not-yet-dawn bugs
the crickets and the grasshoppers
praying mantis flies and moths
none of them beat my screen to reach my morning light
nor sang through the open window as I poured my first cup of coffee
today they are gone
it makes me melancholy just a bit
no, that’s not fully true
it makes me excited.
they have turned themselves into the new season
willingly let go of the long wonderful summer and look forward to the next that brings rest and regeneration and new seeding for new growth
I am excited that they no longer sing as I pour my first cup of coffee through the closed too-cold this morning morning
they will be back.
and in the meantime, there is much to be done.