Way of Autumn.

 

Can you hear it?
The rustle that
removes one colour
from the summer leaves
before whispering it away,
shivering only a little,
across the oceans.
Making way for another,
the amber hues of autumn,
the fiery emblems
of all things fallen,
waiting, too,
to be swept away,
so that change
can be what she is
(so that we can be
what we are)
and have her way
with things.
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