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ghost in the wind

"ghost in the wind"
mixed media collage on hardcover book board
november 2010
gregory a. milinovich

i write today just to say hello from this crisp and cracking little corner of the world, complete with a pre-winterly cold sky that tells of things to come.  the wind, which i can feel in my joints, carries an omen - a ghost - not only the voices of the millions of fallen leaves, their colorful ending swirling at my feet, but also of the coming harshness.  it is a season of death, as much as we don't want to think about it.  the crops are harvested.  the fields have been cut down.  even the comic-book-yellow mums are browned with dying.  the anxious trees bend their creaking bones in a hollow wooden cadence. 

it is autumn.  and there is a ghost in the wind.  a death all around us.

but in the midst of all this death, all this foretelling of freezing, we take a moment - a day, even - to stop and realize all we have for which to be grateful. 

even in the mdst of so much death, we are blessed with abundant life. 

so take a moment this week.  stand up to that ghost in the wind, grasp ahold of all that wild life growing inside you anyway, and give thanks.  give thanks.  


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