dabbings of yellow, an occasional
red, a forty degree drop overnight,
the trees and temps are turning
like lemmings to the sea.
early leaf drops scatter the ground,
the air sniffs crisper, the sky a little grayer,
the eye grasps with practice and percept
patterns beneath that vein through all.
spring beginnings and summer heat over,
the maturity of autumn limns a time of wisdom
and wholeness, the goodness of rest with
knowledge, steppings out with toughened feet.
lipping light rainfall sheds solace now in a world
made all the more beautiful by its passing of time.
yellows, reds, even crispy drieds, the beauty surrounds
us as the daylight fades earlier.