Between the Now and Then Upon horizon, night to day ~ there between the now and then, I often pause along the way, to tiptoe through the moonlit glen ~ or perhaps take in sun’s light, night to day ~ day to night. Upon horizon, day to day ~ there between the then and now, as seasons grow along the way, to crease the face of timely brow ~ or perhaps steal time away, day to day ~ day to day. Upon horizon, day to night ~ there between the now and then, I stand beneath my autumn light, bereft as memory calls again ~ to pain the heart with bygone sight, Night to day ~ day to night. Upon horizon, night to night ~ there between the then and now, I know that winter casts its sight, on one last leaf that will not bow ~ to frost within its golden sight, night to night ~ night to night. Upon horizon, night to day ~ there between the now and then, I know my spring will fade away, and summer’s soft remember when will echo gently autumn’s way ~ day to night ~ night to day…. Winter’s near ~ Winter’s near…... Hazelmarie Elliott