Rumors of Light
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Written on Octboer 4, 2023
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Echoed in the embrace of autumn’s wind,
Gentling whispers, sighing
Breathing prayers who consume guarded
Flames from yesterday’s shadows
Considered by the trembling branches,
Tugging against the gusts,
Laughing into the twisted leaves, dancing
Swirling caresses of soft amber,
Succulent tangerine and delicious scarlet,
Coils of maples, buttery gold
Spinning verdures, rich like October’s soul
Reflected in the shimmer of stardust,
Peppered skies, sprinkled with legends,
Beautiful kisses, swiftly
Arising from the ebony night,
Leaving glistening edges of joy
Poured out like rain, splashing the heavens,
Assembling the timeless sparkles
Together, glowing, flattering
Yesterday’s heart with the memories
Blazing freely, like oak and birch,
Staring through the melancholy temptations,
Stirring the curves of a desire so alive
It often feels like sunlight’s eager ascension.
Signified by the caress of a zephyr brush,
Grazing the spirit with quiet healing,
Praying for the miracles in rustling boughs,
Limbs alive with the enchantment,
Torturing eruptions of calm,
Drenching the earth with seas of gallantry,
Deep, like a tapestry of creativity
Rendered magnificent by the talkative trees,
Clean, the trace of mystery
Listening from loosed bouquet of dry leaves,
Suspended in the quiet glow,
From a destiny with the past’s designs,
Saintly sensations of breathless light
Falling softly on the embers of a night
While seas show off exquisite surfs,
Splattering the beaches
With memories undaunted, nostalgic
And burning away the silhouettes,
Gloomy hues of former times
Beginning the equinox, ending
Summer’s joy, lingering
In the sigh of a serenity, a feeling
Daring as rusty prospects
From the ridges where squirrels listen
For falling acorns and whisper words
Aching for the lasting solstice,
Sun blessed by a warming adoration,
Exhibited by troubling of a grace,
Who sees through the dark – into the delicate
Polish of autumn’s woodsy warmth
Even the hills call out, gasping prayers
Resting in the knowing, autumn’s hope
That forever, yes, forever
There is the second chance, God’s gift
To those who simply listen
Hear the expression of mercy’s giving
To those who just agree
To love the way that He has shown
Love to be… forever alive, forever free
Abundant in the heart who just sees,
Just knows the fidelity found in faith!
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2023
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