Autumn's Invitation - Poem and Photography
Lazy walks to the glory of autumn and calm breathing
Oh not really; but kicking leaves falling from heaven
Makes the walk alive, rustle cries beneath my shoes
How the death of summer is pretty in its crispy hues.
I love the crimson reds and burning oranges before me
Of lemony yellows and dark purples of an oak tree
A restless heart proceeds to paths of rocky gravel
Her dog along, chases the sounds of a squirrel.
Always a believer I am in fall’s unduplicated splendor
The time God swings His brushes in mighty render
I say to myself, “go out there and don’t be foolish!”
“You’ll be fine in the cold; there’s nothing ghoulish.”
So, I keep walking, glorifying God for fall’s perfection
I become its slave to every colourful direction
Then, a kiss from a falling heart blown down by cold whips
I closed my eyes, kissed it back as it touched my lips.
Silent lakes and a baby otter rushing to hide
The spirited ducks didn’t part in the waters they glide
A frog spearing, leaping high above from nowhere
To smell, caress, unite with Earth’s autumn flair.
Up we hiked more; holding onto Moses sticks for balance
Reaching a rail track, we waited for the train for once
I hear its coming, the rhythm of the train…so exciting!
Behold, journey passed us smiling, it was worth waiting.
I love you, fall, I take your songs with me to bed after
Your leaves caught in angels’ wings and their sounds of laughter
Fills my room with their sweet angelic voices for a reason
Thank you for your arrival, the graces we bow to this season.