Sunday, September 17, 2017

Poetry Sunday ~ Autumn Glory

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. 
~Albert Camus

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Autumn Glory

The wonder of life in all the color
with pale blue skies and clouds.
The life of Autumn comes alive
with leaves the lonely shrouds.

Upon the darkened horizon
the landscape and brilliant hue,
the wonder of the empty land
cause trees to take their cue.

They dance and sing in the night
their days are full of flutter;
life it spins a colorful web
with grounds all full of clutter.

I crunch the leaves underfoot
walk in eloquent bliss
The rain it lends aroma
to the earth it gives a kiss. 

The quiet season breathes in me
a sight that steals my soul
I long to share His glory, 
with those who make me whole!

All praise and Glory to Him!

4 comments:

benning said...

Not terribly quiet out there with you crunching all those danged leaves! >:(

*Hugs!* Nice poem, Joni! :D

joni said...

The crunchy leaves are easier to hear my dog crunching in the dark! lol

Thanks, Ben! <3

Heather said...

Lovely. I am often inspired to write poetry by the miraculous events of nature.

joni said...

Thanks, Heather,

I have one for every season, I'm sure. :) I'm inspired all the time. :D