The shortening of days and slanted white glare of the sun
force me to slow down.
Go within.
To accept a measure of death.
A lethargic yielding to decay,
like soggy yellow leaves splattering the sidewalk.
I embrace this autumn of my life.
This goldening and withering.
The inevitable decay and giving way to the next season.
This plunge into the Void.
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Autumn is like this for me. You’ve captured it so beautifully.