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Week 2: observations

There are some still green

While others have turned yellow

Leaves laying grounded.

The grey covers blue

No light has yet broken through

Morning’s clouded sky.

Wood gently faded

Here sitting amid the trees

Motionless wood bench.

With a nut in mouth

When still, they come next to me

The scampering squirrels.

High boughs releasing

Sharp thud and bounce on the ground

Acorns are falling.

Being still at first

Cool gusts visit, then they are gone

Morning wind blowing.

Silent and yet not

Very few cicadas or birds

Nature’s quiet abounds.