Happy New Equinoxes
the wind
ride its journeyed travels
whirling gusting
cool warm
feel
exuberance
a leaf falling
riding
the whirlwind
no beginning,
no end
not unlike
a bud
it opens
then falls
at the arboreal feet
to feed
to grow another
an unbroken cycle
happy new equinoxes
Winter
Spring
Summer
Fall
Happy New Year to you also my friend! The rhythm of this poem reminds me of "The Term" by William Carlos Williams.
ReplyDeleteHappy new equinoxes to you, too, amigo.
ReplyDeleteand so it continues... :)
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