Admiring the light
on the trees
in the early evening
a passing breeze caressed my cheek.
As I looked up to face the
cool embrace
one yellow leaf rode the wind
to fall at my fingers
along the splintered wooden rail.
In that brief moment I felt
connected to everything.
I felt an energy radiating
through my feet
into the soil
to signal the changing season.
Posted by:Natalie

Writer. Internet Wrangler. Media Relations by day. Marketing for ATB Publishing by night. Big fan of zombies, cupcakes and candid photography. 我爱北京

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