Perfecting the art of the living contradiction.

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Blend



Misty morning, early autumn.
I sit on the soft, damp earth,
with a colorful leafy blanket at my feet.

Smell of wood smoke in the air,
And the little animals so busy -
Acorn gathering,
Burrow readying,
All preparing for their winter rest.

Life,
You fill my heart with joy and yearning,
I long to blend into you.

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