Autumn's Wind

Lashing in brisk demeanor
The autumn wind breaks away
While winter lies at anchor
And the darker days draw nigh

And abundance settles in
As land offers its last gift
However the year has been
And forthwith the seasons shift

Winter comes in expectance
But the cunning cold forebodes
Must we leave nothing to chance
Or find ourselves at crossroads

Ominous as he may be
Turning summer leaves to fire
The air fickles eerily
As per our mother Earth's ire

And then, when winter does come
The autumn wind dies away
Leaving us with its wisdom
As we all are here to stay.



October 1st, 2014