Calm and quiet
after a day filled
with energy and life
each piece from early
to this moment cherished
for each separate moment.
Living in the moment is
like sliding shining beads
on colourful yarn.
As days and weeks pass
a tapestry evolves that is
a life shared and lived.
“Forever is composed of nows.”
~ Emily Dickinson, poet
1830 ~ 1886
Steady pace,
cooling air pushed me
toward home ~
until I saw the grace
that fading leaves share
with the world.
Worrying about a sweater
was the last thing on my mind
replaced by the beauty that is autumn.
“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace
as I have seen in one autumnal face.”
~ John Donne, The Complete Poetry and Selected Prose
(1572 - 16310
Crisp red and gold leaves
nestled in curb and corner,
scattered on lawns and patios.
Winds try in vain to fool us ~
fool us into believing
autumn colours are gone ~
look down and around to see
these jumbles of colour,
brushed from the trees,
tucked away at our feet.
“The wind likes making jokes!”
~ Mehmet Murat Ildan, writer
