Color creeping gently across a wooded mountain’s face

Like a muted, living flame developing apace

Fading green and valiant gold, orange, yellow, red, they burst

In brilliance like living fireworks that linger undispersed

In glory all around me, the vibrant colors spread

In melancholy splendor from leaves soon to be dead

As the playful breezes in their dance begin to chill

I gaze with quiet wonder upon the changing hill

Beautiful, the dying, soft silence cloaks the earth

Falling in the turning of perpetual rebirth

Poised upon the cusp of change, life waiting underground

Breathless silence in the land’s calm face, magic all around

Promise lingers in the air, just waiting to take form

A gentle fall, fat fluffy flakes—or a vicious storm

Cold as deep as fear, ice swirling madly for a time

Harsh and bleak in stark bare ground, yet there’s loveliness sublime

A whisper in the wind, deception in the light

No warmth found within the sun when the very air can bite

Bright crystalline beauty dominates the frozen earth

Sparkling in the turning of perpetual rebirth

Sweet and gentle, warmth flows in the land’s slow thawing

Almost surprising after months of icy gnawing

Hesitant at first, then with vigor bursting forth

Verdant growth reaching toward the sun for all it’s worth

Nature’s palette, the silken petals spread in bountiful bouquet

In fragrance and birdsong, my heart carried away

Aching brightness in the blooming, all around me strewed

Brilliant life abounding in a world that’s renewed

A thick and luscious cloak of green, covering the earth

Flowing in the turning of perpetual rebirth

Waves of air shimmer in the thick, oppressive heat

Come dusk, the night’s alive with crickets’ twilight beat

Lethargy across the land in a world that’s subdued

But in the height of warmth and growth, with magic it’s imbued

There’s time to watch the nighttime sky, and marvel at the light

A tapestry of scattered stars, so lovely and so bright

Cloudless skies of brilliant blue, infinitely deep

Until, with restless silence, thick grey clouds begin to creep

An awesome, violent thunderstorm drenches the parched earth

Crashing in the turning of perpetual rebirth

When life is rough, remember, it won’t always be so bad

For everything and everyone, there’s purpose to be had

Be strong and carry on, but don’t forget to stop and see

The wonders of our world, all that could ever be

Love to live, and live to love, to make the time worthwhile

Forgive, and laugh, and learn; greet others with a smile

Though short, our span of years to come, with care we make it last

Cherish time, before it’s gone; stop living in the past

Days come and go, moments fleeting as our time on Earth

Circling in the turning of perpetual rebirth

By Amber Danson

From: United States

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