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Leaves Fall

Posted by | August 31, 2010 | IMBALANCE | One Comment

Driving home today
my dashboard thermometer read 108 degrees
first day of fall semester classes
another year begun at work
still summer at home
but fall is in the air

A perfect imbalance
of anticipation
and apprehension

A hot breeze blew up ahead
setting off a chain reaction
leaves twirling downward
from a tree with huge branches
and every part of me
wanted to reach through the windshield
to quickly push them back upward
to where they had been
and stop the fall

I rushed to try to get there
but it was no use
the leaves had fallen

The corn is so high
it feels like we're driving through arid tunnels
in certain places

In front of me a room of eager fresh faces
taking in my every word
Behind me three sets of bright eyes
watching my every move
How to weigh out the significance?
When there is nothing but imbalance
on a grand scale

everything moves forward
green turns to gold
and there is no turning back
which is precisely the conundrum
when each moment is so precious
and time speeds along

Summers end
Leaves fall
Time stands still
Only long enough to question
If I'm spending it discerningly

I arrived home to be greeted by my three-tiered answer
bounding up the driveway,
if only for just this day,
Yes.

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