As night and day
shake hands
this autumnal
equinox
The leaves tremble
as ocean winds
seek to tear them
off their tree
Long gone
are the light summer nights
long ahead
are the dark winter days
The starlings
in their murmurating millions
have flocked south
ahead of the stately goose
From the Pole
darkness
will now march
steadily south
Whether in golden sun
or screaming storms
autumn is here
as the year declines
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