A Pause Before Motion Resumes

The hillsides have been finger-painted
with Larch trees turning yellow
like smears from a child’s hand
that Mother Nature will bleach away within the month

I stare, thinking there must be a pattern to it.
Birds eating seeds from cones and dropping them in flight?
Early colonizers after a fire?
Unwilling to believe in beauty without structure and reason

Dusk arrives with its gift of quiet
As if hosting it here in this small moment of time required payment.
A perfect instant of stillness
before I turn to go inside and life’s motions begin again



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