fall feelings

these days, air sharpens
the crystalline
light bronzed
against the autumned
leaves departing
for winter’s burial ground.
geese flock south, seeking
their summered spring boarding
in warmer pastures.

light is longingly drawn
out, stretched
beyond horizons
topped with reflective
mountains.

all things still, stilled
like distilled thoughts,
a season
fraught with naught
but potential for future
rebirth.

waves of placidness punctuate
these
moments, monuments
to planetary motion;
autumn is an emotion
and leaves
falling are feelings, crisp
with sweetness
as if
apples were really
eyes, beholding
this otherness,
this togetherness.

we all sink, suns
set and we rise
to meet this
new day.
always.