Novembering

fallposter

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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