Notwithstanding the dense pine canopy,
it is the understory now - thick at lakes edge,
catching every drop and glowing ray of sun
low in the clear winter sky ...
Turning autumn ordinary to mellow and extraordinary beauty, color, and light
even as the day slowly slips away ...
And soon in this quiet place, I know it will be night.
But its all right. Another day and magic place awaits.
With any luck at all, I will be there. And, so will fate ...
Lyn
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