Today I have a mind to let go,
to bask in the the warmth of an autumn day.
The sun never felt so brilliant.
To be silenced by the whistles and trills
of birdsong, the soft drumming of beetle wings
is what I divine.
I will bow to such simplicity.
For in such simplicity is grandeur,
and I shall wear it like a velvet gown.

Gorgeous! I love “the soft drumming of beetle wings” and that final stanza!
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Thanks so much 🙏
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