ohhellocrissy

a fair autumn day

On a fair autumn day

With cotton ball clouds in an azure sky

Slow your breath

To match the pace of those clouds

Everything will decelerate and

Sway with the yellow gold foliage

Who still cling to their inky arteries

Suspended above they twist and pull

Stop to revel in the delight 

That comes with observing opposing colors

And the sound of dead ginko leaves

Free from their tethers and laughing

As they trip along on a hasty breeze