sojourn

the passage of time
etched deep in the wrinkles on
his leathery face

turning leaves
a bed of moss lit
by stippled sunlight

Posted in Age, Cold, Concepts, Darkness, Fall, Life, Light, Peace, Seasons, Shadow, Sky, Sun, Time and tagged .

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