The river stops,
Short of her aspirations,
Lacking the fortitude to meet
the lake she seeks.
The painted falcon quits.
Without his meal for the day,
He steals from his neighbor
in a fit of desperation.
The ant drowns.
Protecting its queen,
It finds itself losing life
without changing the queen’s.
The tree breaks.
After years of bending,
The snap occurs as it tries
to provide shelter.
The leaves fall.
Having been released from their branch,
The love and support system they thrived with
has abandoned them in the time of need.
And yet the blind squirrel finds his nut.
Effortlessly wandering around the world,
Feeling, smelling, hoping,
He asks and he receives.
I cannot speak for my peers,
But there is reflection in nature,
But only for those who are determined
to seek it out.
Autumn Rocks
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I love Autumn, you get the benefits of all the seasonal weathers as it morphs from summer into winter. Fine write - slc
A perfect piece describing
A perfect piece describing autumn
As existence hits its bottom
But life goes on for those who seek
So if you search it will speak
Thank you kindly for your thoughts