Flying As She Falls

The leaves have turned
And she has not
And she tells me she can’t let him go
And she looks to the moon for answers
And she
Looks inside and she knows
She dresses by the window
Finds reflection in the pane
She looks towards the winter
And her hair falls around her like rain
She’s sighing with September
She would like to run and hide
She’s wrapped up in confusion
She unfolds like paper dolls
But she’s flying as she falls
The birds have gone
And she has not
Though she follows the arc of their flight
And the softness has gone from the daylight
And the shadows have grown into night
Soon will come cool October
It will rise all around her like fire
And she gathers her courage like harvest
And she gathers her thoughts
And desires
She will not run and hide
She will take it all in her stride
And she will
She will
She will
Be flying as she falls