to autumn (octelle)

you can’t fool me, i got the chills

i know you’re hiding in the hills

if you tip-toe down too soon

summer’s work will go to ruin

everyone seems unaware

just the same, i know you’re there

you can’t fool me, i got the chills

i know you’re hiding in the hills

–photo by me

dream wisdom (octelle)

and here i sit beside a stream

to look for wisdom in a dream

the easy brook barely flows

it doesn’t care where it goes

or what’s around the next bend

or even when it will end

and here i sit beside a stream

to look for wisdom in a dream

–photo by me