Autumn's Chilling Blaze


The trees blaze as if on fire
the Autumn breeze plays the leaves
A song of times passing lightly falls
on ears & eyes & mind & soul.

Lazy days of Summer's past
the chilling fire of Autumn's blast
The air turned crisp & cool flows
over the land, spreading color to gently swaying branches.

A small boy shuffles through the color
the sound of laughter echoes down the lane

Times like these ease the pain &
the loneliness makes room for awe.
A landscape transformed as if touched
by a painter with a thousand brushes.

At night the moon shines
Bright, Big and Real
The wind rolls clouds
over his face

A chill is felt by body and soul
A season's past…
A small boy laughs…
A man cries…

A dream is done.

rlm '88