Morning glory season’s end
Future days into time
Mums last color brighter looks
In the presences of autumn light.
Turning yellows shed their leaving
Chipmunks scurry-food to home
As hummingbirds begin their flight
Across a muddling transit sky.
Innate Presence ,seasonal genes
Changing patterns to adapt
Knowing nothing of a reason
As a northern wind begins to move.
A cycle called from its winter womb
Embraced by that which will never change
Survival, death, and a Blue Dawn FLOWER
Tended by butterflies, and the California sun.