Tag: seasons
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To Be
I stare into the dusk wondering if life is a collection of moments or are my moments a collection of me. A bird bobs and weaves on the line of the horizon, acting out the ups and downs of what it means to just be. The faint sound of the wind carries with it a…
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Leaves
Leaves. Leave. Leaving. They exit their trees gracefully. What if all exits were graceful and all ends expected? The leaves are on a timer. So are we all. Our timer just lacks predictability. This has been a year of loss for me. The leaves this fall have been oddly comforting. I know they leave their…
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Fall
Fall is an ice cream sundae on fire. Underneath the fire, there is a crystal cold making it’s way to the surface of everything. On top, is the generous sprinkle of exploding color that begins with a slow burn until it can’t control itself. Nothing melts from this fire though. The crisp cold and brightly…
Kelly Rogers 