Daylight
now shortened – still no need to rush
Look
upon nature’s canvas – brilliance of the Mother’s brush
Flamboyant
is her palette – the strokes bold and lush
The
mix of textures – includes spectrum from crisp to plush
With
open heart – set out in any direction
Leave
that behind – which might occlude reflection
Behold
a tapestry woven – with divine perfection
Where
boughs become - arms of affection
Foliage
once gave loving respite - from searing heat
Now
a rainbow quilt - lay beneath my feet
Time
in communion far more - than mere retreat
Exchange
of breath - and a shared heartbeat
The
call rings through - for greater connection
To
the mind that’s open - will be found direction
The
time approaches - for winter’s introspection
Which will give rise to Spring’s - glorious,
resurrection
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