In the Wind’s of Autumn


Wind sighs gently, breathing her smile through the leaves
Whispers of light flow with each word, so I’m blessed
Praising and praying, with gentle hearts whom love believes
Oaks, elms and maples writing memoirs I’ve guessed
Autumn has a grace that can’t be written gone
It is with my last breath, I’ll sing her love song
Though I love her ways, I sometimes kneel to pray
For those who cannot see past the forest’s gray

Wind weeps as the snowdrifts climb higher, wilder
Ice paths cross through the darkness of this season
Seems I’m grouchy, hope winter will be milder
Hate this weather, who feels lost, without reason
Living through winter, one of life’s greatest feats
As the sun swallows up the darkness, she cheats
Leaving shy flakes surrounding me with night’s grief
I pray through the silence, met by one lone leaf

Wind heals me from the shadows who write me gray
As the heart knows, I feel the colors of His Son’s ray
Pouring over my soul, in glorious blessings who amaze
Stilling weary wars of dark who tries to muffle my praise
This is the music of a summer who rolls fast from time
Needless to say, the weather will never erase this rhyme
When I see the autumn waking, rising from the night
I finish the poem with a joy that leaves the soul right

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