Seed pods draped in a yellow glen,                                                                                                      
motionless in essence,                                                                                                                            
an odd autumnal chartreuse,                                                                                                                
swim in the breeze for a moment,                                                                                                        
silhouetted by ecru lichen,                                                                                                                   
then settle down to wait out                                                                                                                  
my disarray, hovering,                                                                                                                       
giving back.