
with a little help
dead leaves taking flight again
oddly comforting

with a little help
dead leaves taking flight again
oddly comforting

the moon almost full
lighting up washed out contrail
could it be a star

start of the commute
will I be home before dark
traffic helps the sun

captured forever
the color of this moment
fleeting in beauty

rise on swift wind rise
lifting us where we belong
then do it again