There is a seasonal conspiracy afoot
in the deep interior of the forest
where dark shade and dappled
sunlight exercise their perpetual
confrontations and now that
late summer approaches light
is subsumed in the emergence
by steady stealth of dusk furtively
escorting a peremptory night where
days become shorter and lengthy
nights ascendant. Wildflowers
alert to the inevitable are fading
while bees become frantic in their
search to harvest waning pollen
and nectar from perishing plants.
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