Where Sun Does Land

-Now that the trees have dropped their leafy robe, I can see the distant river, glimmering in the morning light.
-The sun’s shallow path in autumn lets its rays stretch deep into my dwelling, and I feel blessed for this home.
-An invisible bird calls out, but I know not its name.
-Now, clouds block the sun for a beat, until drawing aside and letting the light through; this, like my moods as I move through these colder days.

(November 6, 2025)