Autumn's Chilling Blaze
Autumn's Chilling Blaze
The trees blaze as if on fire
the Autumn breeze plays the leaves
A song of times passing lightly falls
on ears & eyes & mind & soul.
Lazy days of Summer's past
the chilling fire of Autumn's blast
The air turned crisp & cool flows
over the land, spreading color to gently swaying branches.
A small boy shuffles through the color
the sound of laughter echoes down the lane
Times like these ease the pain &
the loneliness makes room for awe.
A landscape transformed as if touched
by a painter with a thousand brushes.
At night the moon shines
Bright, Big and Real
The wind rolls clouds
over his face
A chill is felt by body and soul
A season's past…
A small boy laughs…
A man cries…
A dream is done.
……….
rlm '85
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