Golden amber red slowly sailing to the ground
Nothing heard … just the sound of hope
Rustling in the breeze
As the branches wave to a greet me to an autumn day
The magical rhythm of the season
Breathing in the crisp northern air
A hawk glides on the currents high above
The will to move... leaves me
I am captured in autumn’s portrait
Alone within a masterpiece
A sound comes from the distance
Rustling in the leaves he makes his appearance
A full crown graces his head
Mighty buck and his harem
Slowly clearing the way for his entourage
I dare not move for the beauty has stunned my soul
They move with elegance and grace
He senses I mean no harm for I am filled with peace
My mind clear and my heart filled
I sigh and whisper … Thank You for this day
Patricia Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-portrait-of-autumn/
