Ochre's Autumn

 

Ochre’s Autumn

Filters through the pale of golden leaves;

 

Making us stop. Look up.

For summer’s green was not enough;

 

Making us stare. In ambered awe -

In autumn’s umbrage, its sunset all the day;

 

Making us wonder. The earth is sunsetting too

And is it the only one?

 

Making us ponder – This abscission,

Do we then need it too, that we wake up from time to time?

 

Making us smile. Our endowment of tears

Isn’t it the same? Shed the old, grow the new

 

Ochre’s Autumn

Grants wisdom through the pale of golden leaves

 

Ensuring, tomorrow

We look up again, even when there are no more leaves…

 

06^th April, 2024