A Moment Before Dying.
See the mountains all afire
Flaming Appalachians
‘Neath the pastel of October sun
Treetops all alight
Waves of carmine flame
Swaying in soft dance steps
Amidst saffron highlights
Muted in glowing orange bittersweet
The slow falling flares
Of autumns sweet inferno
Strewing about the mountainside
A blanket of dry and weary sighing
In softly murmured prayer I wonder
Through the birthing rains of spring
And the unquenchable thirst of summer
Despite it all why is it most beautiful
…A moment before dying?
Copyright © Charles Fuller | Year Posted 2008
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