autumn arrived this morning
shrouded in mist from a cool night's rain
ground still damp, and already leaf scattered.
summertime took its leave on
sweet, crisp air that carries my heart
to hushed places of reverie.
there is a quiet in autumn warmth
of peace mingled with departure
as the earth slowly curls back within itself
seeking solace for a time.
and I, with it, retreat to gentle meditation
of what was and what has come to be.
let grace fall in golds and reds
and still the ground with composure.
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