AUTUMN'S FIRE

Autumn's glory flows like fire;
Clothing the earth in rich attire.
Falling leaves of gold caress the ground
In showers of gold and russet brown,
Flooding the senses of sight and sound.

Stirred by the wind, the flaring flames
Of nature's painted fires remain.
Summer's reluctant, found good-bye,
Framed in the arc of an ice blue sky,
Forever imprinted in memory's eye.

As the season slowly slips to close
Her dimming fires, subdued and cold
Yield naked earth to winter's hold.
As bathed in nature's mystic light,
The silent world lies waiting in the night.