And Fall Calls

Fall feels like the melancholy Of a crisp, cool dark night Fall is the whisper of leaves Dancing to the beat of the wind Falling soft across my thoughts Fall is the gray silhouettes Of naked trees, decaying leaves In the mist of clear, blue ridges Fall is the foggy mornings Dawning in the shade of a bright Marvelous sunshine Fall is mystery and music Faded nights around a fire Fall is precious promises Hues of tangerine and scarlet Laughter on the heart Fall is light and shadows Glorious prayers blessed By a Father who gives this serenity Fall is grace that brings Captivating images Pumpkin patches and scarecrows Glittery moons with stars glowing Fall is praise alive with harvest Gazing across timid pastures And hills breathing in the freshness Fall is the death of Summer And the crumbling of marigolds Fall is a light in the darkness The breath of campfire dreams Sliding through the mind Moist and shimmering in the rain Fall is the flavor of joy Inspiring and sweet Caressing my soul in feelings Freedom, silence, harmony Fall is a season But it is so much more It is the beginning Of a song, a psalm, a idea That Winter will say The End, Amen to