It danced autumn’s desire
Stretched taut over the trees
On the October canopy.
Giant visions of immortality
Thundered rugged into darkness
An overlay of black cloud
Crept careful towards tomorrow
Into light’s remaining prism.
A flash of lightening
Fearful thunder
Rain and wind
Visitation of fear.
On such a day
I saw your grief and pain
Unassailable sadness
The emotions in the air that day
Soul’s estate.
A vision of tomorrow
Birthed in a sleepless night
Of rugged truths,
An eternal chasm,
A portrait of power
Fall does make us beg the question regarding mortality and rebirth ... but first mortality and the fears and uncertainties it awakens in us (often 'in the dead of night'). This is such a thought-provoking piece, Alan.
ReplyDeleteLovely images in your writing, Alan.
ReplyDeleteAn overlay of black cloud
Crept careful towards tomorrow
Into light’s remaining prism.
And yes, there is the sadness (for me too)... and a maturer joy that comes as well.
This felt like a song of grief. The type one feels in Autumn. I agree with that your images are lovely.
ReplyDeleteThe living Psalm evokes an unexplainable image / glorious and eternal
ReplyDeleteso great to meet a fellow believer whose heart pours on the page
The living Psalm evokes an unexplainable image / glorious and eternal
ReplyDeleteso great to meet a fellow believer whose heart pours on the page
I like "a vision of tomorrow birthed in the sleepless night..." I think a lot can be worked out at those sleepless times. I do like 'a living psalm' as well which seems to connect humanity with the divine.
ReplyDeletenice...love the touch with the living psalm there in the end....i like the used of rugged twise as well...for a second i thought you have reTurned each in the end but just that one....
ReplyDeleteI like the images you put in this Alan--the clouds and the returning autumn chill. You must have beautiful autumn leaves where you live. thanks for a good prompt and the poem as well.
ReplyDeleteLove the imagery, beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the imagery as well as the variety of questions October triggers. I too liked the "living psalm".
ReplyDeleteliving psalm. No wonder all of nature isn't often considered a "cathedral" by many.
ReplyDeleteThis is so enchanting, Alan... I especially like that opening stanza.
ReplyDeleteBut it gives hope:)
ReplyDeleteI like the second stanza best.
ReplyDelete" light’s remaining prism". that is so nice
ReplyDeleteAutumn does have that feeling of being in-between. Though October in New Zealand is Spring!
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