with the season’s subtle shift
death crawls in
without protest or complaint
to impede its advancement
leaves lose suppleness
drifting to the ground with a sigh of inevitability
decay’s cloying scent taints the breeze
and assaults the senses with a pungent musty sweetness
vibrant colours fade with resignation
the landscape transforms
into a dull dun monochrome
the brittle shifting of the dry grass
becomes the rattling of bones and the whispers of ghosts
life is retreating for hibernation
blanketed by listless and unresponsive iciness
pristinely beautiful but numbing to the bone
a pledge that even the deepest parts of ourselves
are not immune
death
tiptoes on the cooler currents of change
slinks in with the blackened dimness of the longer nights
amidst the pervading chill and shadows
hope wavers
emotions harden
belief becomes shifty and illusive
but
beneath the melancholy exterior
life is regenerating
determined to defy those icy fingers of fatality
intent on thrusting through the shallow surface
and emerging with the pure green fragrance of full colour blooms
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