a warm sun cools

a crisp wind blows


swirling leaves kiss the ground with a murmuring sigh

“we are weary, we are weary”


anxious flowers bow in supplication with a silent prayer

let my spirit carry on the wind,

and return once again


a blazing sun fools

a brisk breeze knows


 fall is here

© Deena Remiel, 2010. 

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