Leaves wrestle with the wind

trying to hold ground,

settling into dirt

as rain smashes,

erasing their colors

against everything that is not.

My thoughts lie

outside of me

listening to the hollowing

echoing through me

as I too

wrestle to hold ground

filling the void of darkness

through the autumn nighttide.

White drapes dance

against the light from heaven

flirting with desire

to join them in celebration.

I can’t hold back the thoughts

of regrets and doubts

in times when the water from earth

is as intense as

those pouring from my memories.

I want to make it right…

filling the void with certainty.

I can’t during blackness

but morning arrives

and I jump into myself.

My radiance did not erase

during the night.