As I walk through the woods now, there are so many maple leaves descending,
oaks leaves spinning
finding tree bark to hold onto
then falling again.
Others refuse to let go
in the soft autumn sun.
And I realize I’ve known so many heart songs,
of prior seasons…..of heartbreaks,
opening, bringing in the light
gliding into open spaces
and guiding me
So I wonder, and I look forward to
the heart songs
yet to be discovered.
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