Autumn Reincarnation or Moksha

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When autumn comes, comes wisdom made of fierce

Transcendence, beauty of the hues of fire

And death, the beauties,  harshness, force to pierce

  “Autumn Heart” created from instructions by Lauren Sahly given to Midjourney

An autumn heart like mine.  A funeral pyre

Upon the banks of Ganges comes to mind.

The gorgeous god consuming corpses flings

In flames their little lives.  Each flare is signed

By fate in Hindu doctrine.  Each flare’s wings

Imply a soul that makes its way to flight

For incarnation or to full escape

To bliss away from every autumn night

Henceforward as the bodies turn to crepe.

  No wonder autumn rules with fear of aims

    Because of our mortality, leaf flames.

~ Phillip Whidden