as it changes
Some kind of new invasive plant that has sprung up along the tracks, this one looks like butter, mmm.
what once was green fades
to the colour of the sun
that gave it life before cold
as far as opposing forces go
it's best to maintain a balance
along a center line
A familiar scene, for me anyway that I hope to repeat again in the winter, when everything is a different colour.
as far as truthful representations go, shadows have a way of explaining things in terms of simply dark and light, yet somewhere within the deception presented, where all things are as they seem to be until we look and see the straight path ahead twist in the dual reality of sunlight and perception
When the scene presented itself, one leaf, narrow and pointed, like an indicator of direction, was suspended, as time waits between the ticking motion of a hand across its face, and when the spiral design, formed behind the space designated as the place to oppose the flow, encountered an ability to make a show of itself, a line framed within a balance waited like a racer ready to go, until the next leaf not trapped in the pose, chose the moment to be exposed.
designated like the pathway to forever goes nowhere in the wrong direction, footprints lead the mind back to the moment before now was so gracious as to make an appearance, manipulated or not