It's autumn,
a blast of orange,
pink, yellow, red
The light is
foggy
the darker part
of life stirs -
becomes
mysterious...
The maples,
the finches,
the crows,
wave gently
flapping
to the light
not stopping
or slipping
keeping a
strong bond
with each
other
Human beings
are cynical
at this time
retreating
in their homes
with their
families
I look at each
leaf
in its entirety
its total
individual
perfection
Our uniqueness
becomes our
oneness
Each of us
a particle of
the whole
universe
where we
turn to for
healing,
hope and
love...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this as i love nature, refreshing perception there....