
Autumn Story
Autumn drapes the coast with rain and heavy cloud. The yielding land, eased by cool air, drinks the sky’s soft blessing. I feel the rootward
Autumn drapes the coast with rain and heavy cloud. The yielding land, eased by cool air, drinks the sky’s soft blessing. I feel the rootward
Wind freshened, steeped in October rain, the dry land opens to autumn’s blessing. I search my soul for burdens I preserve, curses I repeat this