Reverent Expectation

My friends, we will not go again or ape an ancient rage,

Or stretch the folly of our youth to be the shame of age,

But walk with clearer eyes and ears this path that wandereth,

And see undrugged in evening light the decent inn of death.

--G.K. Chesterton,  "The Rolling English Road" 

...this feels like winter, yet strangely blessed...

--roc scssrs