Autumn
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The slow burning of the leaves
prefigures the ripening of my soul.
Today the weather
is like a companion,
the warm, still air
poised at a precipice
before its leap into winter.
Time has taken a breath.
Something inside me
is waiting to fall, like the leaves.
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