I love these grand Octobers nights;
Crisp wind slewing over and around my jacket,
Running against a current of fate, weather, time,
All the world seems still and quiet just the moon,
Above a swelling orb in the night sky coyly peeking,
From behind the drifting clouds obscuring my vision,
So that I have to walk slowly feeling out my route,
When have I ever felt so elemental, so alive?
Just on these grand October nights.
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Beautiful photo. Hope your job is going well!
Thanks, Robert! I am busy but loving the new gig 🙂
Hope your fall semester goes well!