written 9/22
Release all
To the sky
To the wind
To the grey
Release.
The brown, yellow leaves
Swirling in the wind
Mother Nature loosening her grip
Relinquishing her creations
Acorns hit the ground
Flowers bowing their heads
Green things crumbling into brown
Birds and beetles alike scattering to the cold
Release all
To the uncertain
To the unknown
To the all knowing
Release it all.
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