In time,
the autumn leaf will crumble into the earth
creating a new tomorrow,
which may take centuries, and all that surrounds us
will change into different versions of life.
In time,
the landscapes will change
(and so will you)
like an old piece of driftwood that floated across the ocean….
It was part of something, once
but now,
its story lays faded and washed upon the shore
say, like somewhere on the beaches of Montauk Point Continue reading