I'm gone

Exploding into midnight I am crisp burning leaves

Scattering embers that weave between the oak 

a wave of warmth reaching through the congregation

Ancient autumn forest which I still stalk

The bark cascades, I could intertwine with its rough patterning

At one with the wind in as it whispers 

cascading traces of dust as I remember 

the kiss of the icy air and the melting in my soul

as I drifted in the peachy haze which went out to sea and dissolved 

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[jacob erin-cilberto]

still stalking that ancient forest, i almost feel reincarnation in this...one leave becomes another, one branch becomes another...and the congregation sings each new greeting of life superimposed in a forest of existence.