without and within:
I know the first frost
by the steam from the trees
when the sun tops the woods,
I feel the altering balance,
existence shifting from foot to foot
when chipmunks cluck in the afternoon shade
and blackbirds pass in a river of change,
when against the grindstone of years
the sparks fly from my senses
and I ache for the pleasures of now,
within and without.
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