Onsetting seasonal transition
Splendid in its immediacy
Yet diminished, when seen in isolation
Stunning display presumed predictable and conclusive
Part of an extensive unknown mosaic?
Reap the harvest with arms of gratitude
Rejoice the fullness of a well spent epoch
Untold evolution even now,
Seeded in the decay of illusory completions
Pending darkened silence - incubator and, blank screen
Dog days muzzled - reducing their arid bite, to a toothless grin
Embraced in more hospitable temperatures
The season's technicolour mantle
Weaves a blanket under which,
One can replenish, on the heels of summer's inferno
Wind whipped foliage pirouettes earthbound
Outstretched limbs stripped naked
Strength juxtaposed upon apparent vulnerability
Maelstroms of chaotic energies open portals to change
Unseen potentials exposed through storms of a transformational magnitude.
What once was - sheer beauty
All of which set the stage for the present magnificence
Can Nature out due itself yet again?
It can and it will and in fact, it must - it is thus mandated.
Mourn then briefly, that which passes, on the way to celebrating, the grandeur of creation!
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