Leaves fall in Autumn and cover the ground in layers
The top layer is dry and brittle.
Touching these may cause them to crumble.
Or the wind may simply lift them away to show
The next layer down which is warm
And misty with the former liquid life,
Like coursing veins, that is now
Laying to rest.
But it is that bottom layer that almost no one
Gets to see or feel.
That is the mushiest, juiciest part of this bed.
You could easily turn it into mud or watch it
Disintegrate into Winter.
But you probably won’t.
You will just want to dip your fingers into
This beautiful cool sensation:
Not of a life going away, but
A life coming back.
~ spontaneously composed by Stan Stewart
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