Inspired by my first arrival to Sonoma County, California
Never will I forget the drive
upon which day I arrived -
to your strands and strands
of Autumn hues -
stretched across my November blues.
Woven, weaving, willowing parades
of welcoming red and golden braids.
Stubbornly my sullen heart began to laugh -
as you gently pulled my glassy gloomy eyes
from my somber snare,
to adore your elegant rise.
Thank you, I said.
For your bidding came so warmly -
and irresistibly, my tears surrendered
to the calm and serenity
of savoring your splendor.