leaves fall now, like tears
shed for summer’s loss
mists gather in the hollows
rusted as memories, long unbidden
and i burn like the hearts of trees
worn insanely on their sleeves
begging for release by swirling winds,
the fierce promise
of winter’s all-encompassing embrace,
death
not death
but dreaming
waiting for the Lord of Light’s return
so many songs flowing,
strong currents racing beneath the silent ice,
sounding the depths of these hills
the Living vibration of the earth
the rhythms of the tides
the nearly noiseless susurration of ice crystals
dancing, falling
suspended in the air in dark of night
random
to melt as One into the earth
and bring forth new life
in its Time
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