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
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.
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