Epiphany

Epiphany:
what was once core-shaking
heart-pounding memory-making
is now the quiver of a leaf
and the softest sigh
of avoiding collision

The approaching holiday awakens an ambivalence of emotions within me. Reminding me of moments that I am able to recollect to the most minute of details. I can still feel the change of season on my skin ~ the rain which left diamonds in my hair has long dried, but the feel of wet socks embracing numb toes has taken definite form in my mind. A collection of fine details laced with excitement and appreciation.

I loooong for a bed of Autumn leaves. I wish California had seasons.