Found
I saw the world change in a week
It’s that slant of the sun that tells me
Backlighting in gold tones
The way the light edges, rather than directs
Comes at you sideways like many things in life
Blinding one eye, warming only the side exposed
The other side relinquishes a shiver
Trees turn to poles laid out to follow
Pointing the way
Leaves flickering light, broadcast the nearness of change
I follow the poles and become found in the shadows
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