AUTUMN

At last
I pause at eventide
To take rest amidst the shadows
Of the setting sun

And as I watch
I cannot help but ponder…
What could be the meaning
Of the falling leaves before me
Returning gently to the earth
From whence they came

Are they as the fading memories
Of spring and summer days gone by
Or are they as a beckoning voice
Calling to me from the unknown ways
Of the dimming days
Which lie yet before me

And again, what impression rides
In the chill of the air
Which has returned to join, once again
The shadows of evening

Is it an answer to the muddled prayers
Of countless parched days and dusty ways
Or is it a subtle sign
Sent to urge and remind
That the days draw short
And winter’s night approaches

Yes, I sit and ponder
And in stillness watch
The final rays of light
Knowing

That the darkness will lead
To the night’s dream
From whence the colored days
Of the morrow shall be born

…Jeff Bresee

AUTUMN

Jeff Bresee

Mansfield, United States

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