Remainder of Yesterday

The remainder of yesterday’s beginnings crunch Underfoot, Crisp russet leaves drifting soundlessly across Patches of emerald and taupe. Twittering sparrows, Tumbling and twisting through the air, Celebrate the joys of their short lives in an eternal chase Across the blazing horizon. Stubborn weeds Worm their way to the surface, The subtle scent of sodden soil Wafting through the air, Mingling with the fragrant aroma of the lavender, The tips of her slender lilac fingers Reaching longingly towards the last rays of light. The rapid beating of silent wings Whizzing overhead, The minute form of a hummingbird, Rushing through an invisible swarm of gnats. The gentle hum of bees hovers in the air, And wafts away on a gentle breeze. The roar of a passing plane Drowns out nature’s many voices, Shattering the peaceful sound of silence