“Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.”
― Khalil Gibran, The Prophet
There’s a resplendent elegance
about falling leaves,
a mellow ambiance
when conditions ease.
a crunch on the pavement breaks my stride
and flickering of particles gently collide…
the sun dips low
in water-colored groves,
I feel the fluency of light exposed.
the vacant stare
of these troubled times,
is being assuaged by natures signs…