cool nights blushed the more delicate leaves
the daylight winds blew more than a breeze
delivering the tumbles of new season
unfinished thoughts dangled mid air
light years away I blinked
awaiting another awareness
seekers sat upon their alters
twisting the verbs introspective
some gave voice and sang more loudly
some held modifiers noiseless
I rarely give gentle
my way beyond summer
grasping the moment of autumn’s loose change
laying on my back
looking up at the cloud line
somewhere between ceaseless and now
~summer and autumn are dancing~
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