River for a haiku

We like to hope,

we hope to be liked.

Who doesn’t want to accepted?

Solid understanding – bleed into me.

Write our names into trees.

Let’s dance with nature.

Don’t change. Don’t change.

Red. Yellow. Orange.

Autumn goodbyes.

Spring hellos.

The sun is still surprised by you.

Set into us –

rise into yourself.

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