Trees live
to explain the nature of falling:
capitulating to nature’s beacon-
succumbing to the colder days-
surrendering to the romance...
As change reveals its hidden spectrums
consisting of the warmth, that now is hastened away
from the sun’s summer face. And in irony, the cool of the green,
transitions into the warm colors of autumn: red, orange, amber, gold-
This, a brief window into spectacular panoramas - Leaving breath in
nostalgic cease
Before comes the grey skies of November - That bring the soul to a
point of purpose
and then, to a remission into the quietness of a long winter
While nature restores intention - And prepares for a transition that
will bring a new beginning.
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