Assurance

images-2 You will never be alone, you hear so deep a sound when autumn comes. Yellow pulls across the hills and thrums, or the silence after lightening before it says its names- and then the clouds’ wide-mouthed apologies. You were aimed from birth: you will never be alone. Rain will come, a gutter filled, an Amazon, long aisles- you never heard so deep a sound, moss on rock, and years. You turn your head- that’s what the silence meant: you’re not alone. The whole wide world pours down. (C) William Stafford - from The Way It Is, Graywolf Press, 1999

* How does nature help you feel "not alone"? * Begin a poem, or a prose piece, with the words, "I will never be alone..." * Write about an autumn rainstorm using lots of sensory detail and metaphor. After you've written your piece, reflect on what you have you learned about yourself and the world about you.