Why Fall Musings?

Who am I?

Well my friends call me a mind-boggler and aptly so.

When life brings you to crossroads  and the outside world shakes your identity, you’ve got to stick to the bare minimum and survive.

So did I.

I had to shed all that was extravagant and handpick the bare minimum for myself. It was then that I decided to start a journey to seek the elements which form me, and perhaps later acquire a more profound realisation of self.

This is the beginning of my journey.

My Inspiration?

A lost friend.

Like a child recklessly losing the cool shade of a plum tree on a warm sunny day; from its safe cradle to taking the outlandish sun face to face.

But isn’t that life? A constant flux of shadows and sunshine.

This is just a humble effort to nurture similar shade for the sunshines that tomorrow might unfold.

Why Fall?

Fall and early mornings have one thing in common, things are purest, in their most raw form during this time. And what is more beautiful than seeing someone and something naked; layered in nothing but their skin?

Hence, fall.

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WAKEHURST PLACE, SUSSEX – AUTUMN – EARLY MORNING SUNLIGHT ILLUMINATES JAPANESE MAPLE TREES (ACERS) NEAR THE LAKE

I won’t be around

I’ll put you to sleep

I’ll sing you a song

When you open your eyes, I won’t be around

Do not fear my dear

Do not cry

I know you can’t see me but I’m nearby

Our souls are intertwined

Our bodies are tied

My heart beats for you, we’ll be together in time

Nights with you

The best part of my day is when you lie down beside me. You close your eyes, and drift off to sleep. I look at you, and you’re so tender, and pure. All my upheaval is put to rest, the noises fade away. I look at you and living is the best thing to do.

My dear daughter, you’ve my heart and soul. I love you.

My dearly beloved

Careful, my dearly beloved! I cant own something thats not mine. Eventually I’ll stop wanting you. I’ll be with you and not be with you. You’ll want me and not have me. I’ll have you and not want you. Two strangers in a house, we’ll live our lives in reverse. From knowing to unknowing, just like it had happened, it will unwind.

Inage by Imani Clovis