Happy autumn

I think i haven’t gone

too deep into the fall

every flower, grass, tree and stone

every pair of wings of the insects

the settlement they reached with this season

though very little is known

migratory birds all packed up

flying south one after another

the leaves break free of the sleeves

of branches and time

one by one and moored in the valley

clouds are erratic

water flows slowly

alone i feel calm and contented

walking on the languorous pathway

going a little deeper

when i use my fingers

to touch the skin of this autumn

maybe this way

i can finish my innermost monologue

this once.

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