fall – Ancient Skies

Peace Stands Tall

Peace stands tall in the autumn forest,

while the wind shakes prayers loose

from the leaves,

and sunlight

warms my face again.

Walking Into the Light

Peace finds me leaving the shadows of summer,

walking into the light

of autumn hopeful,

listening to the leaves

with my spirit breathing again,

acknowleding

the colors

God created.

A quiet spirit.

The Soft Voice of Leaves

The soft voice of leaves rustling in the wind

bringing changes in the air,

sighs escaping

autumn drawing my heart,

into a silent prayer.

Grateful.

As Autumn Fades

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As autumn fades, we remember

special meals,

the warmth of smiles,

passing the mashed potatoes

and at sunset – blankets,

and popcorn on the couch

with a good movie.

Into the Cold Light

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When leaves whither,

and the brilliance of autumn fades

hawks fly

into the cold light

of the winter sun.

The Softness of the Golden Sun

In the softness of the golden sun memories sway, flickering

through our hearts,

thoughts of younger love,

of you and I

our boots swishing through the leaves,

holding hands

with gloves on,

and drawing you close,

smiling

in our autumn jackets.

My Love, do you remember

that day in the park?

Note: The park is where I asked her to marry me. We’ve always spent alot of time in parks.

Embracing the Earth

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Leaves don’t really surrender

to decay,

they simply let go

embracing the Earth

in the cycle

of life.

Quietly We Remember

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Quietly we remember November as a month of turning

to that inner life

bringing us closer to the Earth

and each other.

Our Autumn Together

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The smell of leaves on our boots by the door,

comforters and quilts on our beds now….

and even in the living room

with designs of maple leaves

and Christmas trees.

Drinking tea

we look out

into the crisp air,

with pine cones

and oak leaves falling,

you turn to me…..

The Two of Us in Autumn

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When fall fell I was already in love

breathing easier,

we both love wearing the softer sun now

and our jackets,

holding hands

we find ourselves

disappearing

into the leaves.

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