In a time of awakening;
In a season of wild abandon;
In a moment of sensation –
In a flash —
In a long and luscious indian summer.
Heart squeeze, explosion of possibilities.
Sound doctrines, glorious quests commingle,
Quick insight impulses sparkle
far into infinite autumn sky.
I will celebrate
chill golden woods
fairytale rolling mountains
days upon days of cool clean crispness
like sweet/tart fruits of harvest.
In a clearing
along a riverbed
furry forest calls and scent of moisture.
Early excitement of awakening
to a season of wild abandon,
a moment of impeccable sensation.
In a flash — alive to a summoning passion.
Alive to audacious rapture.