Autumn Wood
An autumn wood
displays the wonder of nature
in it's peacefulness
and quiet glory.
I sit under a gentle yellow sun
watching the leaves
as they fall slowly to the ground.
So fragile is the health of spring
that in fall
the ritual of passing
is enacted with unfaltering dignity.
An autumn wood
is not unlike
myself
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