Meditation II.

Today I saw a red leaf
calling by the tire of my car;
it had already fallen
and
I could see the brown creeping up its spine as it struggled to hold the life,
as it slowly exhaled,
letting go.

I don’t want to talk about
change,
so I’ll talk about how the leaves fall
even when I don’t want them to.
I’ll refer to the layers of sweaters, scarves, and gloves
till all you see is my nose;
my breath.
I’m still alive under all this.

I’m noticing the air is getting much cooler
and with it,
a thrill,
as well as something somber.
We are all preparing for death,
preparing for something
new.

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