Orange

Like bursting orange pearls that float from mellowing trees Translucent the montage of falling heaves and heaps Dressing the ground adorning Winter's gate to pass through In timeless drift to fall and wither to anew Winds shift to drift like sifted flour, powdered Like donuts sprinkled with white sugar devoured Eating the sky with whistles and howls beseeched Swirling to turn briskly finding its colder breach Morning tide arises to lift its globeflower sun Blooming low with arms outstretched, spreading stunned Bleeding orange in mother earth's basket filling Bidding to inspire the courage of all souls willing Breaking through darkness this guardian of hope arises For great is the heart's bequest to dream beyond horizons Blazing orange in the pristine painted sky this glorious morn Primordial our story, our peace, our beauty be reborn 10-11-2019