Autumns Enticement
The short Icelandic summer
has gone to it’s hibernation
Autumn makes it’s entrance
with earthly colors of decay
a sharp temporary state of
being, for the winters grasp
is reaching for men minds
but, until it sets it’s terror
I will make for the outdoors,
the untamable environment
of the Icelandic frontier land,
where all are pray and game
all are subject to nature laws
one eats the other to survive
and I will hunt for birds to eat
bring home food to my family
but taking part in natures game
being one with land and wind
walking out meeting harms way
surviving on training and wits
feels better than a warm house,
cup of coffee and a computer,
for I will be alive through danger
and reminded that life is good.
