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The Last Days of Autumn

How strange is it to be walking in 75 degrees weather on the last days of Fall…

When the leaves float from the sky and trickle through the tree branches creating the sound of raindrops.

The Sun, though, the strangest of all…

Is pure sustenance, both joyful and vital.

A force that is so complex.

A source that is immeasurable.

The Sun & the Son…

The circle of life.

🖤K.