Autumn's Delight

There is so much hope for the future.....

Foot steps fall on Autumns path, 

leaves of gold and red dance, 

natures display of august delight. 

Walking I think of her rose lips, 

greedily drinking that wine,

intoxicated by her fragrance.

She strengthens me with a word,

she speaks life into my soul's desert,

she is my cup , I am poured into her.

I am baptized by passions flames,

my impurities have been purged,

I come forth as pure gold,

I shine as first mornings light. 

The end of the year, 

new beginnings arise,

my north star shines in the darkness,

Illumination ignites hopes pure light.

Portents of winter on the horizon,

the last maple shed its former glory,

racing my hearts stirs for what could be.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Nessa]

David, your poem is beautifully evocative—a journey through the seasons both of nature and the soul. The imagery of autumn's path and winter's horizon mirrors the profound transformation of love and hope. I particularly loved how you captured the interplay of passion and renewal, culminating in a light that ignites hope. It’s a heartfelt and inspiring piece that resonates deeply. Thank you for sharing this!

[Dave W.]

Thank you for the kind review, I hope you have a great day.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and I believe that former glory will return....we must have faith....

Slap me awake and let this all be a dream...and let "Illumination ignite hopes of pure light"
If we believe strongly enough....we will have a delicious spring.
j.

[Dave W.]

Jacob thank you so much for this review