A gentle touch of copper tint
Begins the autumn glow,
A pretty sparkle in the forest
Kindling just a tender show.

Luminous green fades softly yellow
Enriching to a gold,
Veins of flaxen embroidery
Gently gain their hold.

A little tinge, of scarlet red
Of orange, turning brass,
An expectation starts within
Of gilding that is cast.

Another day, another hue
There spreads a warming blush,
Until upon a glorious morn
Bursts forth a blazing rush.

The summer heat gives one last gasp
It's light is freely tossed,
A flaming fire explodes
The world with gold embossed.

A flame of hope spreads o'er the hills
A great brush before the cold,
God sweeps His hand across the land
A wonder to behold.

A fiery blaze of awesome color
Burns deep into our hearts,
A stainglass window to our soul
Of Gods' mosaic art.


Soft whispers from

Derry's Heart Poems © Sept 2009
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry from the Heart