In the Golden Leaves of Autumn


In the golden leaves of autumn the wind moves gently

through the trees, calling us

to embrace the cooler air,

the life of the sun,

and reminding us

we are loved.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies


In the Softness of the Autumn Sun


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.



Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies