We love bright orange abundance late in the year

This poem is called

"Kaki season"

Bright orange fruit

On leafless trees

Branches bending

From abundance

Cold nights

Beginners mind

Breath clouds

But the old

Has to break down

first

Then

Breath can be

Full of promise

And new

Bright orange

fruit can ripen

the problem with me and social media is, that I am overthinking. A curated mind is such a sad modern state of being. \\O problema que tenho com as redes sociais é que penso demasiado. Uma mente curada é um estado de ser moderno e triste.

Hello Nostr \\Olá Nostr :)