nothing is forever

the flaming reds and muddy russets

golds and mustard marmalades

the rain blots out

charred like skeletons of branch now

our autumnal fire

the rain snuffs out

fertile death

barren and hiding

the rain suspends

our evergreen soldier

can be seen stand guards

the rain caresses

nothing is forever.

 

 

 

 

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