Autumn Calls a Prologue to
Fall
Settle into setting Sun, calling
leaves, day diminishing.
Secret scent sings of grail quests, reveals
synchronicities.
Gathering hunters sense frenzied
victory, pray to
coalesce with
darkening forest, deepening tales,
shadowing deity.
Ritual beauty, fierce death/wild
rebirth.
Pulling energy, drunk from fruits of
Earth, swirl
into ecstasy; face becoming. Sun
dies from Western skies.
Realign.
September 2012
blogbook word opera on 4
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