Autumnal Equinox

Early morning blue sunny skies askew turn to white grays on piggyback once light breezes that blew gentle in and out the trees comeback now race wildly out to the sea renewed. The colors with their brilliant reflective glow edge toward a harvest moon and celestial equator rising, falling, lilting in discretionary phase flow wavering, clinging to the shortening day curators lingering on equality of night day summer-winter throws. An ecliptic sun moving in south-easterly directions marking time and space and revolution years inching hurriedly a pause for momentary corrections not holding back or hesitating regardless of joy or tears on a chartered course through seasonal deflections. Returning to the calendar of September days swiftly moving from month to year and decades throughout wonderment and marvelings of man at play history repeated forever on parade the autumnal equinox marks the years and the days.