You came to me like the first of autumn,
gently awakening my every leaf
to the crimson ribbons of your breeze —
and to you: the dream of my deciduous heart.
Our souls had always been older than the summer —
interacting with each other without us ever knowing,
and September was something harmonious to us.
Together we learned what it was to change:
to shed our youth,
and let go of what we knew of branches.
What I felt for you opened the landscape of me
and wrapped me in the music of everything.
In its amber tones we fell
w e i g h t l e s s
for a season …
until the Earth rose up to meet us.
We laid along its surface,
and held each other —
succumbing to the rain and falling scarlet-stars.
And after the spills and flames consumed us,
what remained, still,
Inspired by my favorite jazz standard, “Autumn Leaves.”
Here is a recording I did of this beautiful piece in the Eva Cassidy arrangement. 🍂
I am anticipating missing my favorite season this year living in Hawaii. 🍁
Full disclaimer: I had to round up leaves from various places to get a fall-looking picture.
Writing, photography and vocal performance by: Katy Claire Funke