Falling acorns thud
Autumn’s syncopated sound
Vee of geese honk south
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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I love Fall, this is just beautiful and says FALL!
I like your comment, Lynn. Thanks.
I like the way it reads and sounds, it does conjure up the images in one’s mind too.
It makes me happy that you experience my words in your senses as well as your mind. ❤
I am amazed by how you captured the essence of autumn in only three lines!
Thanks, Christy.