Joy

Startlingly brilliant sun
across the lake’s golden shimmering surface
lifts my psyche from the consciousness of dark,
closing in, as winter approaches.
Despair, burned off,
left with simple joy.
My dog,
the crisp fall air
the towering trees
half-clothed
on their way to nakedness.

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