Autumn Bows Low
cuts surreal shadows
temperatures plummet
the air is whetted sharp
crisp and sanguine
terrifying yet thrilling
Autumn bows low
every Fall leaf knows
letting go is the Way
to allowing what comes
to seeding the future
nurturing new growth
nip at the rosy crepuscular
frost-bitten delicacies
sweet and elusive
unobtainable
mouth-watering
delicious
hollow
Autumn bows low
so let down your tresses
like the maple sheds
her loud and tired foliage
drop your much worn sheath
inhabit the Earth
grow deep roots
be the first to bend
come the winter gales
you'll waltz with the wind
but first
you must bow low
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