Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Autumn's Gold


Autumn's Gold

Wild geese chase dramatic skies * Of orange and blue clouds drifting by, * As softened sun casts gentle glow * On amber-colored earth below. * They herald change of mood and land * From carpet green to brown and tan. * The dusky smell of mulching ground * Grants fragrance where no flowers are found. * Amid the sound of skittering leaves * Tripping and turning on chilly breeze, * The trees show introspective ways * And lose their leaves for harsher days. * Their cycle done, their task complete, * They may now rest in silent sleep. * Withdrawing inward, life is saved, * While on the outside bright displays * Of crowded colors of fiery blaze * Melt in moonlight's harvest haze. * Crispy cold are nights and days * That take the breath away. * Other seasons fail to show * God's glory in such earthly tones, * And heaven's lanes are lined, we're told, * With rarest gems and autumn's gold.


~Poem by Sheila Gagen ~Photo by audrey

6 comments:

Anne Huskey-Lockard said...

Beautiful poem....and so, so true!
Autumn is magic, heavenly....

XXOO~~♥
Anne

Anonymous said...

I really like that poem as it is so truly descriptive of this Season. It brings delight to the mind and spirit in viewing the beauty. Your photo is rich. Your sister

Linda in New Mexico said...

Lovely poem and photo. Thanks for sharing. The Olde Bagg

Marion said...

Wonderful poem and lovely photo. Autumn is awesome. Blessings!

Jan said...

Sweet poem. The circle turns. Always.

Deborah said...

Oh my, you are really on an inspired journey! Beeeeeeeeutiful. **kisses** Deb