Autumnal Mood

“There is a harmony in autumn, and a lustre in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!” ~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

There’s deep serene perched on clear blue skies of an autumn day. The kind of calm with an aura of authority, even the hurried and flustered lower the pace. Lake clasps the moment and welcomes the sun to shine. Peace and solitude occupy space, not only by the lakeside but in every breath taken and released.

Earthy and fresh, nature puts on a spectacular display. Red and gold leaves; a majestic fall. How can a warbler ask for a poem, when it already knows the song in my heart? How can it ask, for every autumn leaf falling is poetry!

A smile glows; a heart filled with gratitude for Autumn and I have a mutual understanding. Ours was an obscure relationship at first, for Summer led me believe I was her baby. Because down south, October is one of those simmering months spring overlapping with summer.

But, October loved me before I was born. Now Autumn, generous, opens her arms and calls a name. It is to this silence and peace, I respond.

In harmony with Nature

process note: As I celebrate another birthday, I take a closer look at how nature continues to inspire and help me put things into perspective. And I can’t help but be grateful.

The Celebration

Year wraps inside
white flutter covers tracks left by despair
snowflakes at liberty to define equality

As we go to sleep expecting to wake up to a brighter tomorrow

Curtains rise once
to mark the now for life remains a celebration
– sweet contentment

A break in the Country
A break in the Country

Note: It’s been a year, like others! So, as we wrap up, I’d like to express my sincere gratitude for your support and encouragement as I grow as a writer. Thank you very much.

Beginning of next year promises to be a busy one for me. And so, I’m taking a break and leaving you with a promise of a fresh poem in March 2017. Happy Holidays and Best Wishes for the New Year to you all!

I’m also linking the poem to Prompt Nights in celebration of Sanaa’s upcoming birthday, “Round hour of dawning blush, come blow me a wish…”