10.25.2013 A Bowl of Earth

Looking through my studio window,
body, mind, and breath settled,
sitting and waiting for images to arise,
drifting between inner reflections and post peak autumn views,
my sweater against the cold feeling heavy on my arms,
the last tall blade of grass sheding its seeds into the wind,
tables and chairs now cool to my touch,
the woods noticeably more transparent,
my mood noticeably lighter,
I consider and appreciate
the creativity of the dwindling season
and the perfection of the natural response.

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