september gave me lifeand nestled me within its falling leaves, brilliant--greens, goldens,tangerines and crimsonsi sense these autumn windsmeandering within my body,weaving my tapestries. much of this year has been grey and overcast,but i still see september rainsglistening on the streets,tapering off leaves,the winds part and unite these murky clouds,so that i may knowthat there still … Continue reading a poem for september →