Ashened
"There is a fountain inside of you, don't go around with an
empty bucket." Rumi
Ashened white rocky hills rise
Covered with pines and oaks
Autumn's entrance has colored them
They wear orange and gold cloaks
Upon the precipice above
Looking over the scene
A feeling of awe overpowers
From this view I have seen
God in His handiwork gives gifts
We can fill our empty souls
It doesn't cost any money
Just vision to behold
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