Monthly Archives: September 2013

Soon

The leaves are stirring in my heart again,
Calling me back to the world.
I smell the sun and the earth and the wind,
And the timeless touch of waters cold.

The grass fronds curl from the frigid skies,
As the sun forgets to warm the earth.
The feather-clad rise to seasonal heights,
As I find solace in a friendly berth.