today is my first day
wandering this place
since the leaves fell...
the crisp winter afternoon
leaving the trees bare,
reflecting pure gold
beneath the bright sun
contrasting against
the cloudless
pale blue sky...
the magic & mystery
has remained
even as the
foliage passed away
&
the deer all but disappeared
from view...
there is something beautiful
about the naked limbs
cascading over
the dark, glassy lake...
the vulnerability,
the unveiled elegance...
a solitary raven
soars high above
the water,
higher & higher,
taunting me,
beckoning me
to come...
then disappears
over the crest of the
far hill.
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