The Next Act Blows In
There is an energy shift.
There is a chill in the air.
The show is coming soon, you best be aware.
Hazardous, significant, and potential are used to describe us, as we blow in directed by Mother Nature and her sister Mother Earth beside us.
Our traveling act may not be for everyone, especially the faint of heart, but the young like to use us as a canvas for their art.
We blow in traveling like a county fair.
We flurry as we set up. We have drifts of fun to share, but we must hurry before the sun becomes aware.
Our anticipation of arrival can make some fear the worst, while others relish in the memories of our last show and feel a burst.
The burst of our ever-brilliant presentation, as we twist and turn, hoping you'll sit back and feel a slight yearn.
The yearning to get up, dance, and play, remember what it was like to be young if just for a day.
A single moment can revive a childlike feeling or unleash the fury of a monster, but both will make you feel more alive as a youngster learning.
We bring you a moment to catch your breath to look at the world through a glittering kaleidoscope and its depth.
Pause, breathe, and embrace the season, for our show is as temporary as a song with no reason.
As we won't stay forever, our next show is awaiting.
One more dance, a hill slide, maybe an angel is calling.
One day we will return.
Not knowing when
Thank you for your patience, and don't forget it's never too late to enjoy being snowed in.
©️2021 Alison Schuh Hawsey
