I came back in time to see the apples change color. 
Shades of crimson dripped from such delicious skin, only to be left to dream amongst the branches
Too majestic to eat
I waited for the feeling to return but it was buried so deep I no longer could find it. 
So I poured myself some coffee and forced the pen upon the page
In search for the words once again. 
I ponder here 
Still waiting 
But that's okay
I have forever to wander this place.