Fall Cocoon

Rising out of the long, dark night
This day is born in pewter gray.
And the light grows like an autumn crocus
Then like a fire
Uncurling streamers of rose
And ribbons of gold
And coughing up birds across the sky.

Holding, clinging, fearing living

Dying

Dying

Living
And emerging from the endless night
Sometimes Night

takes

And sometimes Day

takes

And sometimes Life

takes a lot longer than you thought it would.

And I’ve forgotten myself.
It’s been a very long summer.

At last,
Crawling into the comforting arms of the Fall.

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