III: Anima

The wisteria which we
neglected to trim spans
the garden. Its shoots
are wilting as it draws
its strength into its roots.
Patches of grey sky show
through. The oblate leaves
are tawny, chilled and
glistening from the recent
rain. A breeze embellishes
it with faint movement.
It rests upon the arbor
and climbs the wall, the
dragon of the waning year.