The trees release their gold, and each leaf trembles midair, then opens into a butterfly before it can touch the earth. The sky fills with a soft rustling, like silk brushing silk, as gravity forgets its grip and the air turns warm with wingbeat and dust. Even the ground seems to wait, empty-handed.
When Autumn Learns to Fly
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