The sunlight shines through
the yellow leaves
leaving everything awash in
golden light
I feel like I am in a painting
seeing the bright splashes of
burnished red
fire red
orange
purple
The air is saturated with magic
leaves
golden flecks
seeds
sparkles
It all floats through the air
playing with the leftover green
The mountains seem to be rusting
as they display their new colors
The rust is beautiful
The death is beautiful
The transition
letting go
dying
I drink it all in
and am filled with hope
the yellow leaves
leaving everything awash in
golden light
I feel like I am in a painting
seeing the bright splashes of
burnished red
fire red
orange
purple
The air is saturated with magic
leaves
golden flecks
seeds
sparkles
It all floats through the air
playing with the leftover green
The mountains seem to be rusting
as they display their new colors
The rust is beautiful
The death is beautiful
The transition
letting go
dying
I drink it all in
and am filled with hope
2 comments:
that is a beautiful poem. thank you for sharing it on your blog.
Thanks Deana. :)
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