Fall

 

Stowe Mountain, Vermont

Stowe Mountain, Vermont

 

Finally,

the tears that

had pressed so fervently

against her eyelids,

fall.

 

The colors unite

in a dance in front of her;

reds and yellows painted atop

oranges and greens,

a perfectly hued amalgamation.

 

She lifts her damp face

up to the blushing trees,

and offers her tears,

a silent prayer

of atonement.

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