golden afternoon glistens

as the dying breath of summer

wafts up from the leaves

bleeding on the grass winds

whisper to the pale harvest

moon reclining like a waiting lover.

Wanderlust creeps

through the synapses;

sets feet searching for a new path…

luring thoughts

of a distant destination closer.

New scenery to explore

hand in hand

the wind somehow softer as

nature’s symphony changes keys.

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