

Autumn AutopsyBelow the tree, I'm staring. It's beauty hidden but so addictive once discovered Wizened not by time but the wisdom it brings, It stands, so majestic. But its leaves are dying and falling from it, Like only leaves can, Spiralling so gracefully towards the ground, Never seeming to get any closer, Until they hit, Never making a sound. I'm thinking how, Leaves in autumn self destruct, Its the way the green pigment, The one that keeps them alive, Collecting the light from the outside, Begins. To. Decay. The very thing that gave life,Autumn Autopsy
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"I rarely want to know what's in the artist's mind. Finding out what an artist thinks about his art is nowhere near as exciting as finding out what it means to you." - David Bowie
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So long and thanks for all the fish!
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I am just a good
for nothing - companion
of moon and flower
- Bill Wyatt
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IF FOUND, Please return to bar and place in upright position. (DILLIGAF)
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So long and thanks for all the fish!
Anyway, you've got a very interesting gallery and thank you for a nice comment on my work
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