
Fall is the season of ‘the cutting away’, a poignant time to celebrate the deepening darkness as we turn inward. I think the powers of the goddess are strongest at this time of year… I wrote this wistful poem in celebration of Autumn as I am experiencing it this year… perhaps the personal reflection that follows is the kind of thinking that is capable of opening a door to a new way of perceiving?
Autumn Gold
Autumn gold
stains the maples
beech hay ferns too
each day
a deeper glow
bittersweet bleeds
into lemon
liming veins
scarlet sears a leaf
or two
salmon rose blurs…
fir balsam hemlock
spires reach
skyward
forest green
needles
soak in drops
of rain.
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