Shimmer1 week ago5Autumn SleepWhere the leaf touches, ripples spread slowly. In their midst, Ridgeline sways quietly.
Where the wind's edge grazed the water, a silver thread lingered long. Through it, the sky's light seeped in.
Watching a leaf fall on the water, I noticed the person beside me was watching the same ripples. The wind was resting on the far mountain.