Besprinkled

Besprinkled

Pirouetting with autumn leaves,
Meandering through time and space,
I’m omnipresent, nestled in books, memories, and eaves.

I’ll malign when you fall from grace,
Shine on the temple, with glory,
When your mortal shell desquamates, come rest in my embrace.
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