Shimmer and Shine
I watch the world release her wings and undress herself in stages. First the russets and Maple reds then orange Oaks and Aspen golds. Gathering in beds around her feet, warming her roots as the season cools. Lunaria fades with a sliver glow while dancing seeds gleam in the pink morning light. Nearby, a waning moth rests her wings, intricate patterns glisten in the sun. I want to make field notes of autumn’s transition— to learn from the way she surrenders her life. The landscape dims under the call of impermanence and autumn finds a way to shimmer and shine.