From the primeval to the present
Nature's clockwork blueprint of
death and renewal imperturbably
and endlessly marks fleeting time.
Autumnal harvest flourishes to feed
the world and enrich Earth's soil in
the interminable dance of rebirth and
growth. In the forest the rich earthy
fragrance of the moist mass of an
eternity's bounty of shed foliage with
its acrid reminder of a child's memory
stirring in an adult's mind takes note of
crickets chirping, geese migrating and
crows coasting above the forest canopy
cawing their communal cues to oncoming
winter. The soft warm shades of burnt
umber, burnished gold, muted orange and
vermilion fading to pink ornament the
forest canopy, fatigued with its production
cycle, preparing for its long, deep sleep.
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