Day 16

We have passed through the portal into autumn, rues de la chute, los cielos de oscurecimiento. Time is the revolution, our perception, the revelation. We walk this earth, gathering an array of moments like firewood in our arms, collecting what we can to bring to the fire, keeping us warm, alive, present, until we burn everything to embers. We watch the dying light, the fading heat, knowing our time will soon come, knowing the ash enriches the soil, knowing we shall return.