On late winter afternoons
Before it all fades to gray
Distractions blur mind’s focus
Engendering thoughts to stray

A dark crow perched on a limb
The gray squirrel on the fence
Rely instinct will reveal
Their ordained paths leading hence

No parallel guide exists
For humankind to resource
While sufficient light remains
To secure my future course

Thoughts percolate inside
What purpose or intent
Will providence provide
Before daylight is spent

Heart voices gentle say
Spirit lends light to way
Yet qualms suffuse each day
Before all fades to gray

Mary Havran

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