September has finally rolled in
amid the cool air in the Bay area.
Are you sure the leaves
will turn yellow soon?
The reunion had me reminiscing
about the many autumns past
when dreams were flowing
like cascading waterfalls
Which dreams have been merging
into the ocean and which dreams
are submerged in the stream
aspiring to rise and to live?
Let’s bring on new dreams
in black, white and yellow skin
blooming like flowers in the Spring
as if we had never dreamed before.