Finally,
Another rushing day,
After so long
Waiting for cool weather;
Heat slows me down,
But coolness
Sends me racing
And accomplishing;
Fall’s approaching,
Soon will be time again
For autumn tasks;
Nothing lasts,
Yet seasons somehow
Come round again,
Though never
Quite the same;
Not much sitting today,
And rather disorientating
After so many days
Of being enclosed,
More inner oriented,
Self-contained
Behind closed walls,
Yet, looking outwards too,
Investigating the scene,
Not sure where
I’m going now
Or where I’ve been,
Or whether I’m
Even moving at all,
Or just
Imagining
The whole thing.
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