11.11.2005

God of everything, if you believe, brightens and brilliants every autumn leaf
If you believe, God makes each brick quake down that breaks each life

Brightened and crimsoned leaves have gone too slowly to follow the change
Now undone afternoon light is done and gone so quickly now

Overnight storm entered that tree and unleaved each downhill limb & branch
Trees repeat the seasons, what stands in repose knows that — then what