Spiritual and Inspirational poetry that touch the heart and soul, and provoke the mind.
At dawn as soon as I’m awake,
Morning fog hangs o’er the lake;
Distant mountains viewed through haze –
How I love these autumn days!
Walking against a chilly breeze
Blowing more leaves off the trees,
Autumn ushers in the cold:
Winter’s coming as foretold.
Rays of sun soon work their way
Through clouds all fluffy white or gray.
By noon the sky is blue and bright –
A gorgeous scene, a perfect sight!
Bright-colored leaves the cold defy –
But fewer in number – as they try
To flaunt their beauty till at last
They’re swept away by winter’s blast.
(Written 16 November 2007)