Golden Autumn

Rains came and washed the hot summer days sliding to winter freeze on the autumn bridge seen in the burnt ginger sky turning azure cool adorned by the flotilla of swan white cloudlets waving farewell to the south flying swallows. Verdant canvas gets coat of gold in the woods ripened days of leaves dawn in riot of colors while shaken by the unsteady northern wind they cling to the shrinking stems waiting to fall on the cinnamon soil of settled summer dust. The curling leaves twirling by my window pane I hear rustle in morning breeze on garden path the swish synchronizing with tune of robin song heralding crystal hues of the sunburst horizon reflecting autumn’s golden glitter on dainty dew. May 30, 2019