An ode to the earth in Autumn
Let the soul of your meandering soul
Drift into alignment with the slow circles of the earth’s breath
Inhale, and let the branches of your lungs meld and weave in the centered breath of this communion of air and senses
Exhale, and let aspen yellow brush at your fingertips under the wholly blue sky that is pigmented in hues of Clean Deep Sigh
It’s a fine thing, to feel at ease.
~ Emily
An Ode to Autumn