Oh glorious Autumn how brief your golden beauty
A stolen moment of breathtaking wonder
A sense of timelessness in the fugue of Seasons
Lost and gone now as we descend into the darkness
Of Winter’s bitter promise
Yesterday halos crowned your trees
Liquid amber in the afternoon light
The heat of an Indian Summer caressed
Our still naked limbs and carefree spirits
As we resisted and ignored the morning frost
Today the leaves have all fallen
Blanketing the ground with bronze finality
The few remaining on the branch
Have withered and turned brown
Fires have been lit, doors are closing
Autumn Elegy by Lynne Robinson October 28th 2016
All photographs taken by Derek Hart
Beautiful! And brings me there to that place of autumn that you see and feel around you, while we here in California still linger in late summer. Ive always been a fan of your writing Lynne Robinson, great to see the muse at work in your pen and your heart again. xo
What a sweet surprise to find you here Cindy Lee – that means so much coming from you, a Poet and Songwriter extraordinaire – am happy to have awoken this Autumn morning, with poesy in my heart. It’s been a long time since I wrote in verse. The mornings are frosty up here in the mountains, easy to tell Winter is just around the bend. California dreaming…