A Welcome Surrender

I turned and saw this tree sprawled 

against a clouded sky, a stark contrast

of autumnal browns against the vibrant

blue and white — when I let myself

really see the beauty in this world,

each moment becomes vital and humbling,

the leaves in the final stage before

falling, re-turning into the soil, the sun

at the crest of the afternoon before 

the blue deepens to a sleepy periwinkle,

the wind that just begins to whisper

in the limbs, a soothing rhythm intended 

to lull all the world into an expectation 

of rest, a welcome surrender to peace again.

—C.L. Fisher, December 2020

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