Autumn At the Heart
AUTUMN AT THE HEART
She’s a world has gotten drowsy
Evolving face of autumn
Like gold then scarlet amber
Like blood from beetle vein
At heart her core lacks action still
She has this sort of stadium swell
A far and muffled roar on susurrate air
Which brings her round again
Her essence lay at kindred depth
At oneness with the fertile Earth
Where roiling life all seasons sways
She bows to nature’s royal domain
Dave Austin
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2016
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