I take in a breath
Crisp autumn air fills my lungs,
Summer has left us
Leaves start to change
Green turns to yellow and red,
As if they're on fire
A gust of wind comes
The leaves happily give in,
Time for ukemi
Suspended on a breeze
Never fighting, always blending,
Riding the winds energy
They match the wind's speed
Lazily floating about,
Then all is quiet
The leaves flutter down
In a slow, controlled descent,
Landing silently
I watch intently
Learning from Mother Nature,
The one true uke
I realize something
Like the change of the seasons,
I too have transformed
I have a flashback
Of a time in the dojo,
It all seems so clear
Sensei smiles at me
And asks me to be uke,
What a privilege
I attack with heart
Like the leaves, I bend and flow,
Letting him lead
I'm in the moment
Letting go of everything,
Yet, still in control
My balance is gone
Both feet no longer touching,
A gentle landing
The memory fades
Leaves continue to rain down,
Enveloping me
I take in a breath
Crisp autumn air fills my lungs,
I can't help but smile
Nature's gift to me:
Be in control, yet yielding,
Always adapting
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