LIKE THE WIND IN AUTUMN'S DUSK
I CHASE THE COLORS
OFF THE TREES
MAKING THEM DANCE
IN THE AIR
IN DIVINE CHOREOGRAPHY.
AMBER, WINE, OCHRE, AND SAGE
FOLLOW ME
UNTIL WINTER GIVES ME KISSES
I CAN HANG BACK
ON THE BRANCHES
LIKE BLUE DIAMOND ORNAMENTS
TWINKLING IN THE FULL MOON.
Monday, September 24, 2007
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