Falling into fall

ginkgo leaves fallen

leaf with cacti

Golden ginkgo leaves

fallen, await windy transport

like feathers stalks nabbed

Cacti catch zelkova

gold.  Bonsai … now sticks,

distinction mere form

And is this process not like us, the human, flaring bright with our age, inevitably losing much of what made us so rare in our youth.  Yet we retain these colorful blazes of essence, beacons of what we have learned, given who we have been and now are.  Essence distilled from youth and midlife into a glowing offering of love, to be taken up or cast off into the winds with no one to know.  Finally, bare sticks, making ready to move being onwards, awarded fresh life.  A pattern drawn from the previous, yet not quite the same…

feather in agastache plain

ginkgo bare

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