of change and abundance.
Revisions not seasonal, inevitable.
Those who stand tall effortlessly
swaying their goodbyes, casting
off those to be forgotten
or experienced by another kind.
A cycle made reality by the idea
of a weather thought inclement.
Ruthless, beautiful, and unintentionally
impactful to the internal. Moments past
left for reexamination, a belated study
of flowing streams and jarring realizations.
Enlightenment stirs across a population,
fresh, shrouding the known, embracing
the renewal in death.