Awe of Autumn

Longing to see my swirling breath

Dancing

Playing

Delicately lithe

Corporeally joyful

Twisting

And turning

Like my head

Overwhelmed

By the Awe of Autumn

Curling

In tendrils

Unseen fingers

Grasping

Ate awes

At joys

Dreams

Beginnings

And at

The

End

Photo by Marvin Meyer on Unsplash

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