Hotaru no Saiden

The sun shifts to a lazy southern drawl. The wind changes. It gets cooler. Then its autumn. Few trees here actually lose their leaves. Maybe they have similar complications. I’m more quiescent than usual. Home… This time of year would be covered in fire from the brilliant foliage. I would see frost and possibly my breath. V-shaped flocks of loud geese would be flying south. Clouds of starlings following suit. They would return when the ice melted and the scent of warming earth was present. Spring was a renewal. Spring was a return. I wish people were the same. Be it from anger or loss or love. But people are too stubborn. People are too wayward. People are too frozen. People never come back, Though, I suppose that’s just a part of change and transformation that is sadly inevitable. We read about it in novels. We see it in movies. We hear it in songs. But this world isn’t so predictable. No, They never return. Subete wa mou owatta to Mimi o saii da mama de kimi ga iu kotoba wa tada nagareteku Yasuragu koto no nai ashita e Since I thought everything was over Closing my ears What you're telling me is floating away Towards tomorrow there is no comfort.

- Posted by Kitsu, 1:10 PM

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archives	Tuesday, October 26, 2004 The sun shifts to a lazy southern drawl. The wind changes. It gets cooler. Then its autumn. Few trees here actually lose their leaves. Maybe they have similar complications. I’m more quiescent than usual. Home… This time of year would be covered in fire from the brilliant foliage. I would see frost and possibly my breath. V-shaped flocks of loud geese would be flying south. Clouds of starlings following suit. They would return when the ice melted and the scent of warming earth was present. Spring was a renewal. Spring was a return. I wish people were the same. Be it from anger or loss or love. But people are too stubborn. People are too wayward. People are too frozen. People never come back, Though, I suppose that’s just a part of change and transformation that is sadly inevitable. We read about it in novels. We see it in movies. We hear it in songs. But this world isn’t so predictable. No, They never return. Subete wa mou owatta to Mimi o saii da mama de kimi ga iu kotoba wa tada nagareteku Yasuragu koto no nai ashita e Since I thought everything was over Closing my ears What you're telling me is floating away Towards tomorrow there is no comfort. - Posted by Kitsu, 1:10 PM	ColonPipe Hyper Buddha Gorgissum Haiku Knock on the >>Sky Ebbles Miniatures