After a summer when the sun-kissed earth
Sprung to life, looking green and gay
But before she mourns her fallen leaves
Wearing a snowy veil of dowager grey
Comes an October morning...
The soft warm rays of the golden sun
Rise slowly up from over the hills
And bring a drop of joy, a tinge of heat
To gently nip at the morning chill
Pearls of dew shine on pretty blooms
And on luscious fruit that are just ripe
A fawn awakens with the zest of youth
A bird takes off in the clear blue sky
As life glides through the seasons, come
These times of balance and harmony
I sense perfection, unseen moments ago
And that, moments later, may cease to be
Like the fleeting instant of centered peace
As a pendulum sways from side to side
I feel a stillness, a glimpse of eternity
Between the ebbs and tides of flowing time
This October morning...
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