In the softness of the autumn sun, a quiet returns
to our hearts
an in between, a season
of twilight, of dreaming
where we remember gathering, holding onto,
yet a time of resting
to cease from striving,
even blankets wrapping us
in a feeling of safety, letting go
trusting the arms,
trusting the smile
of our lover
and the smell of apples
bringing wholeness
in the twilight.
We drift off again.
Autumn.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies
This is lovely, Nico!
Thank you Betty! To be honest I was surprised at how it turned out.🙂 Peace my friend and be wonderfully blessed.
And you too, Nico. 🙂
Just like your beautiful lines wish u beautiful and blissful time ahead👍🏻
Thank you so much! Peace and be wonderfully blessed.
Great way to capture the comfort of the season. I find it odd that we feel this way though given that everything is quite literally falling. Perhaps as you say, it encourages us to “cease to strive” and rediscover the meaning of rest.
Yes, I do think so. Thank you for your wonderful comments! Peace and blessings to ya.
So beautifully written!
Thank you Soiba! Your comment is a blessing. Peace and great blessings to you.
Gorgeous, Nico!!! Such soft and inviting words that wrap themselves around the reader. Beautifully rendered!!
Thank you Amy for your great comments! Peace my friend and be wonderfully blessed.
Beautiful! ❤️🦋🌀
Thank you Sheila! Peace and wonderful blessings to you.
So beautiful, Nico! Have a relaxing Sunday!
Thank you Lauren! Peace and wonderful blessings to you and your family.
Lovely poem
Thank you Morgan! Your comment is a blessing. Peace and have a great week.
You’re welcome same to you
I could feel the leaves falling with your words!
Thank you Barbara! Peace my friend and wonderful blessings.