November, Take Your Umbrella !

A Tanka Poem. Description of november and nature in Autumn season during a walking day in drought .

In drought one discovers good springs; in distress, good friends." Chinese proverb

“November’s sky is chill and drear, November’s leaf is red and sear." Sir Walter Scott

In Heaven, the bird flies away,

Above the heavy clouds.

A plane flies overloaded.

We see only its lights.

Like the eyes of a travelling alien

 From elsewhere, from another world.

Lightning, struck by the wrath of God.

No rain, to appease his anger.

November is already here,

The drought threatens our peace of mind.

 Farmers are worried, prices are soaring.

Nature is red, golden and ochre.

 Autumn is leaving, the leaves are falling.

Winter will come with the first snow.

A hope, a relief, people return to their prayers.

Has God listened to them?

This is the magic of incantations!

The faith of the cherubs at work!

Shadows dotting the sky

Black, red, ochre and gold.

These migrants are travelling, where are they going?

Are they looking for a new world?

A warm shelter, towards a dense forest.

What is this calm before the storm?

Will we too be threatened by the extinction of our species?

We too will migrate to

Distant horizons.

Seeking shelter, another land.

 Greener and more welcoming.

Time is running out, uniting our efforts.

Under our umbrellas, we will take shelter.

Loubna Khriss