Song of Autumn

I am in motion

I am Autumn

I move upon the trees 

and raise their true colors to light

I am soft, golden light

and crisp cool mornings.

I am gentle change

ever so slowly releasing 

the tired trees.

I mean no harm

but I cannot be resisted 

I come in the rhythms of the air.

Do not dread me 

Do not fear me.

I bring the promise of coming rest 

for life dearly needs to sleep

I release in a blaze of light

an illumination of glory

a spectacle of color

gold, tiger, and ruby

Falling

Slowly

Gently

In peace.

Rest easy, good and faithful servants.

Take heart, dear ones, 

and look into the golden light.