In shriveling leaves I leave
my yesterdays to
another place in time
to lay within their cool
crisp, morning grasp.
Autumn begins to change into
her cloak of many colours
each, a pure beauty to behold
despite unwelcome new chills.
So many questions, still
and yet
we cannot really ask the questions
until the answers are known.
I meditate
gaze into a powerful silence
hold a million thoughts
inside those leaves which
dance upon the breeze.
You take your leave
in silent ways too
new splashes of colour appear
and none can stop the changing
Life spins in endless cycles
of birth, life, death
as our spirits too flow
ad infinitum.
~*~
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Shared with dVerse Poets Poetics: Autumn Chill is in the Air
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Superbly written Bren! Autumn is part of a bigger cycle of death and rebirth.
In shriveling leaves I leave
my yesterdays to
another place in time
Such a wonderful way to begin this piece!
Changing of seasons is spiritual and renewing. Glad to be moved out of the drought. But reflections are not always pleasant. I enjoyed your write and cycling. I have great views to share this fall.
I love autumn, and I love your play on leaves. Perhaps we cannot really ask the questions, but this is a wonderful season for meditating on the answers “ad infinitum.” Thank you.
Touchingly moving and beautiful.
One can’t help but think of the the changes particularly at this time of year because they are so evident every day..and you did a beautiful job describing them…
The constant cycles – whether we’re part of them or not – with this particular season history seems to always jump up on that bright colored screen. I was thinking of the Romans only this morning and here – ad infinitum – through infinity for us all – I think it’s why we write. Lovely!
this is beautiful D. I read it a few times, just to enjoy it over and over again. Thanks for this beauty!
we cannot really ask the questions
until the answers are known.
A conundrum this, of the sort that poetry should set from time to time.
Another lovely write from you. I love how you give warmth to the cooling season. Nice one!
this is stunning, Bren! LOVE it!!!
♥
This was a beautiful take on the journey of life … well written !!!
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I love this love poem about Autumn! 😀
Life spins around and we can only respond to what’s coming! It may be hot or cold but we determine our destinies. Nicely written Bren!
Hank
This was Beautiful and an enchanting read. you have such pretty way with words is the best way I can explain it, like lace or silk.
Yep round and round we go even when we are long gone, each year something new with that same seasonal view.
Yes the chill, And by the time we’ve figured out the departures and the questions waiting for answers, it is next year and here it is again. Still, it’s better than the alternative.
I love how the leaves are kind of holding those dreams, carrying them to where they need to be. Lovely images 🙂
One of my all-time favorites of yours!!
Beautiful poetry of Autumn…”I leave
my yesterdays to
another place in time” < love that line…very evocative 🙂
Time has us forever playing catch up. I enjoyed the reflective feel of this.
I like the picture ~
I also the departure of some leaves, sometimes leaving our questions unanswered ~ Its the cycle of our lives ~
Strong is the change between others, the transformation into a whole new being. Loved the imagery and flow!
this is seasonal but timeless. Wonderful.
The pic is holding me captive, Bren … peace at last … that’s what I’m feeling … and want so much … I have the money, honey, if you have the peace …
ad infinitum. love this…yes…nothing and no one can stop the change…we have to embrace it and let it carry us with it..love the cloak of many colors
gazing into silence holding a million thoughts inside leaves dancing upon the breeze..such an elevating thought..thanks for sharing this poem with a touch of infinity.
the circles ever spin….much like the seasons…they make for a great metaphor…i love your thoughtfulness though….the ponderings on the leaves….the questions awaiting answers to be asked….very cool evocation of the season bren…
Yes, autumn IS beautiful despite its chills…which I think about in a metaphorical way. Interesting that we really can’t ask the questions until we know the answers. Autumn – a part of the cycle of life indeed; and thankfully it continues to repeat and teach its lessons each year!