Autumn (continued)
4.
I look up
and it's all around
in the in-breath
in the out-breath
in the way the light hits just
there
right there
and I wonder if it's okay to cry
but I laugh instead
at the resplendence of this absurdly beautiful day
at the landscape that I adore
at the knowing that everything will be okay
if only I will let it
so I am quiet
listening for a sound that will still me
Canada geese (and he asks me why they are in a line instead of a V)
yes, there
and I marvel at their purposeful elegance
wishing hard that I could join them
just for a moment
to be part of the collective
to feel the calling and follow it without question
without question
there
right there
is the magic
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