the-breath-of-autumn

 

the breath of autumn
nurtures weary lives…….
in that stillness of an early frost
we catch the sounds
…….unheaded…….
in the playful summer sun
a warbled trill, a rustling bush
and the crunch of frozen ground
speak of the many strings of life
within this symphony of being
so agreeably set,
that we perceive not
its many separate parts

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