Autumn Hope

Red leaves cowardly fall from trees like arrogant men The powerful wind creeps up steadily scattering them on battered ground While caretakers gather them into bags and empty them into garbage cans. The giant trees still hold their composure waiting for the winter band Autumn chills and winter spills engraved in the soul of every man Telling us that life is entering another round and hope is still alive. It has been a miserable year casting doubt and myriad fear The summer season could not stand up to the parching sun Events after events stirring up the summer heat but now autumn is here Blowing away the evil dust making way for the winter crust. I drove out in the wee hours of the morning and penetrated the clear blue sky I saw millions of shining stars embedded in the dancing blue sky smiling merrily at me And the cool autumn morning whispering songs of praise emitting sparkling delight. I long to wake up to the day when the grumbling and contention will cease The war will be completed and mankind will be at peace I longed for the day when families will reunite and communities will come together I yearn for the day when countries will be delivered and enjoy lasting peace with their neighbors. The seasons embrace life’s abundance The seasons empowers pinnacles of hope The seasons with its multitude of stars secured in the deep blue sky And the red leaves scattered on the ground is a testament That autumn will bring new joy and stunning changes all around. ©2014 Christine Phillips