Autumn Joy
Destined for the hopefulness of dawn,
Dewy eyed, mist like tears forced themselves
From the corners of sorrowful eyes, resting
On the sunrise, briefly elated by the melody –
Music in colors, graceful and blazing,
Never hesitating behind the guitar’s rhythmic
Strumming, the feel of light flowing over
Sounds in succulent risings over the eastern winds,
Caressing the poignant pines and clasping hands
With the oak who melts away sadness and recalls
Its words are often retained by the bold
Reflections of autumn’s tenderness,
Still, cool memories flowing beyond the streams
And rivers where melancholy bleeds intimacy
Faith breaks away chunks of lasting peace,
Embraces the moments in challenging sighs,
Murmurs of gentleness feeding off the exasperation
Found in the heart who forgets to remember…
Life feels best when it is chasing after the rainbows,
Forgetting the rain that captures such silence,
Erasing the melancholy with its continuous desire
To feel the wonder of yesterday’s serenity
Freeing the memory, the mind and its collection of breathes,
Aching breathes who delve deep into the trembling
Pieces of sensitivity, grace who is alive and forever believes,
Pours out its praise, its prayers, its promises
Onto the spirit who is endlessly filled, undistracted
By the hesitant tones – authorizing hope –
Dreams of light, healing the darkness, coloring the wind
Without regret – autumn changes more than hints of blushing
Amber, gold and scarlet, more than the hills and the ridges,
More than the sunset’s breathless kiss…
Autumn transforms the moments from ecstatic sunrise,
To fragile flow of tranquility, glowing in the dim forests,
Freeing the heart to know a victory that comes to life
Inside those who remember the rocky words,
A symphony of hope, clustered by hard thoughts,
Melancholic and breathing peace,
Yet, furiously failing to break through the needs,
Feeding on harvest’s seed,
Dimly lit confessions reminding the soul
To just believe, to believe… it is the calmness, the sound
In waves of light and quiet nights,
Who thrill the mind and make a way for the spirit
To abide in joy, tremendous joy…
This is the color of autumn, the hue a deep and lasting peace,
Promising the heart to give generously,
Promising the soul to send forever its poetry,
Promising the wind to sing breathless faith,
Promising that love will continue in grace –
Forever flames of change that remind the most courageous,
The most beautiful and tranquil – flames of autumn,
Embracing the spirit with such a gentle
Only the heart can feel its infinite whispering!
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Regina Mcintosh
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