Autumn Sun
Tall trees all wrapped in autumn sun,
As angled beams make colors run,
Upon the dewy orange and red,
How spirit’s lifted, filled and fed.
Small waves upon the lake now dance,
Fair mingled with fall's light romance,
They play and bounce; as thousands strong,
All flood my heart with inner song.
As wonder seizes season’s change,
The prism moves to rearrange,
The path now bathed in angled light,
A sensuous, soulful beauty bright!
Peter Lowell Paulson
October 18, 2017
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