Autumn

When in the course of sustaining my view
Of Nature daily as I walk
there comes to me from natures blue
Far more than furtive natures talk
seeing is not with the eyes
nor hearing from my yearning ears
I touch not with these fingertips
my heart – my mind – my blood – my fears
While contemplating mysteries yet
of Nature daily as I walk
there comes to me from Natures green
a failing thrush a striking hawk
in verdurous leaves doth life abound
the birds so close so loud so still
like factories falling to the ground
Those leaves alive frost forthwith kill

Autumn

Petrel

Brewster,, United States

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