The twin rays of realization
Radiate upon her downturned face
As she scans the falling leaves,
Kicking them against the weight of her heels.
Acceptance in the face of apparent rejection,
She wonders what caused this sense of alienation,
The leaves turn black in the muddy street
As they are trampled under her feet,
The energy of intuition is king,
The winds swirl,
Residual raindrops kiss her skin,
“How did I stop being a simple girl?
My head is in such a muddle!”
As her reflection ripples in the puddles
Sliding down the indents on the sidewalk
And the cracks in the corners of her eyes,
Water cascades down her cheeks,
Melting away the makeup she uses to disguise.
How did she wake from this peaceful slumber?
It’s been weeks
Since those leaves started shifting,
And the veil started lifting,
Denial is a luxury
Acceptance is her new reality.
It is a taming of the truth,
The leaves disintegrate.
Spring came too late,
Fall is officially let loose.
What is her fate?
Is this separation just a ruse,
Designed to shake