The Autumn Mist

Mellow autumn….how refreshing! Draw nigh that my soul may find delight In the vibrant hues of red and gold The long walks in cool brisk air Watching the wild geese fly south In quiet solitude, latent dreams resurrect They haunt my fragrant reverie As I walk a familiar path, down these steps of stone, That lead me to “my place” by the sea! Where the cries of hungry seagulls resound As they squabble over a miniscule meal, Wild surf crash into boulders-twin, standing in its midst Nonchalantly, I toss my loafers aside, “Where are you today, Sir Knight?”, I inquire aloud “I can not find you in this mist!” “One moment you are here inside my thoughts The instant I turn, then you are gone!” Like ocean spray, refreshing, you then vanish! So, here I stroll upon this desolate shore, alone The fireplace lit, soft, pink candles abound What ambiance these feelings inspire "Where are you this dreamy day?" Hear how fiercely the ocean roars! Wild and relentless, bashing boulders in its path! Winds softly whispering, brush my cheek, and instinctively, I smile ”Was that a kiss from you? I whisper. But there comes no reply. Only the silence in the whispering wind “Gentle, autumn winds, do you know of my fate? “Have you no secrets to share with me?” “Do tell, is it you in the mist and wind?” “Or are you just a wandering phantom Lost, upon this beautiful, shore?” “Or, perhaps a magician from afar, casting random spells?” “What grateful audience you have found in these, The mighty sea and its countless creatures! Listen! Hear their thunderous applause for you!” “Is it you I see, in my autumn dream? “Is it you within the mist?”