Autumn Reflection Poem by Erik Chovancek

Yellow, red, brown -
no, on my face no frown.
Brisk air flushes the plugged brain nets,
keeps the mind less vulnerable to keen nets.

Glittery, twinkling, erratic water reflection
shifts the heavy-weight lucid wrestler into inflection
with jocose easiness
and fair aim no less.

The Creator blessed thus this land constraints
with not only frosty self-deplorin` complains,
but with emergin` calls to His Glory,
sound His Bell and tell His Story.

For Thou art Great and Good, never unjust.
Thou art Love and Life with no rust.
All is Thine and Thou art all.
Eternal, Infinite, Immortal Glory to Thee,
O Lord of one and all!