Gentle Glow to Leave Us

~ Fall is coming eventually for all of us, but it doesn't have to be all dark and bleakly frigid- if we just listen to what is really important~

~ Gentle Glow to Leave Us ~

The exquisite eyes can see,

And the blue-bells, with their meritable dress,

That speaks to my incarnate measures,

While gracing beneath the sun,

Immeasurable lust kept glowing-

For the eye’s pleasure . . . 

And a refreshed soul that now,

Allowed itself to,

Flourish enriched with the,

Gentle swell of the sunlight,

That softly skate upon its leaves,

And the bluebells sweet vision-

A structure that had been,

And a soft re-birthing,

Of the life which it desperately sought,

As its leaves changed,

And it began to wither,

To deconstruct itself with weather-

Giving its gentle glow to leave,

So that one again might yet see-

Its love at the next spring's harvest.