blowing dead leaves from the gutters

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“To hear never-heard sounds,  To see never-seen colors and shapes,  To try to understand the imperceptible  Power pervading the world;  To fly and find pure ethereal substances  That are not of matter  But of that invisible soul pervading reality.  To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul;  To be a lantern in the darkness  Or an umbrella in a stormy day;  To feel much more than know.  To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain;  To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon;  To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves;  To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets  Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching.  To be a smile on the face of a woman  And shine in her memory  As a moment saved without planning.”  ― Dejan Stojanovic

“To hear never-heard sounds,
To see never-seen colors and shapes,
To try to understand the imperceptible
Power pervading the world;
To fly and find pure ethereal substances
That are not of matter
But of that invisible soul pervading reality.
To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul;
To be a lantern in the darkness
Or an umbrella in a stormy day;
To feel much more than know.
To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain;
To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon;
To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves;
To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets
Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching.
To be a smile on the face of a woman
And shine in her memory
As a moment saved without planning.”
― Dejan Stojanovic

 

couldn’t tell you the exact moment that change happened.

only know that it has been happening and hasn’t finished.

there is a sense of ritual and proportion that pervades this time of year.

prepare, prune, plant, remove, make room, hibernate

can’t be all that i desire. can only be as close to best as i can.

i felt a cold breeze accompanied by comfort.

this was familiar and primal

it is technicolor fading to sepia

it is work and it has worked this way for millenia

even for a blowhard like me

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