PGY 39, Day 99
Fall Rhythm ...
Hushhhhh ... the only sound in this sweet air ...
and a few notes ... birdsong ... chipmunk rustling ...
gently drifting through trees ...
green leaves flutter and dance ...
Submission.
Sunbeams,
burning through flesh, take the chill out of bones,
and spotlight the brilliant ones screaming for attention ...
standing out among the forest's green, gray and brown.
Ahhhhhh ... being ... this is ... an intermission.
Summer's swan song over,
sweet day's calm,
silent blue skies give a hint of what was
and
what is to come.
Happy Friday!
Dr. Mike
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