Autumnal Leaves. A Sonnet, to Rasma Raisters (Gypsy Rose Lee)

Now falling ‘pon the breeze my garments lay,

I waltz on dew-clad hill-tops as I sway.

Dance through the pines; create my sweet array,

Then drift, blue skies caress this Autumn’s day.

Now on this cool, dark mistiness I lie,

No one I see to hear my lovelorn cry.

Upon a dawn which gently stroke my eye,

On verdant flora lying down I sigh.

But hark! White-tailed deers, squirrels; foxes play,

Bring magic moments; joy around my way.

A golden hue; the fawns are merry; gay,

My gosh! Tis great! I’ll have much fun today!

And now at dusk, I sing a merry tune,

Then view the stars around the crescent moon.

-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. Copyrighted 27th August, 2016.

Awakening The Inner Light.