Leaves skitter as shoed feet
fall silently, wind clinging
at clothes in the death
of summer.
A once-verdant echo
sighs into place
clouds weigh heavy
warmth is savored
the grasses die
instinct stirs.
The world dies
to be renewed
in glorious flame,
changing to stay
the same.
Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 12:25 PM UTC
Leaves skitter as shoed feet
fall silently, wind clinging
at clothes in the death
of summer.
A once-verdant echo
sighs into place
clouds weigh heavy
warmth is savored
the grasses die
instinct stirs.
The world dies
to be renewed
in glorious flame,
changing to stay
the same.
(igne natura renovatur integra)
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