Ode to the Autumnal Equinox Sophie Appel One footstep after another, Two ears that catch the sounds of society. Three birds chirping A light woosh of the wind brushing through the air With a soft patter of water trickling down the almost dry river. An illuminating glow of the dulcet sun that radiates through The enormous trees that spread for miles. Where mostly oranges and reds linger Mixed with the gentle greens revealed between the hills Where the warm embrace of the sun reflects on my back. As the chilly breeze rushes by like a swift fox trying to outrun its extinction. Whisking mounds of leaves in circles Just where the temperature's contact feels right. One singular place of comfort only to be found on the east coast. Where I glance about To see endless opportunities open for me Awaiting my approval. When in one moment I come to a halt And listen to the bird's delicate music And the rustle of what could be a black bear. Where the squirrels gather their food for the upcoming winter. A location where the sun's radiance gives strength, peace, and serenity Allowing me to feel at ease. One single moment where built-up tension evaporates Within the instant tranquility of the atmosphere. Finally I am at rest. John Graves Award Finalist
Obsession 2 Avery Buchanan
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