August 12, 2010

Autumn Leaves

Hail the days of fall
Death most beautiful
First greens now gold
Summer’s story’s told

Red forest lies afire
Autumn’s silent pyre
Leaves blazing bright
Prepared for sudden flight

Cold winds and gravity
Work to pull them free
Hear the quiet gasp
Of each lost grasp

Dying in dry piles of brown
Returning to the ground
Spring branches will sway
Renewed by this decay

And so the cycle returns
As Life and Death take turns
Hail these days of fall
The most beautiful of all

1 comment:

  1. love it..
    you speak of truth about life...
    an award for you,
    Happy Weekend,


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