Remembering Melodies

Etched in Light

Sheltering in early morning fog
Dampness, fearing the rising sun
Chases shadows into the light
Clouds belch from a gaping sky

Excited rustling announces change
Red, purple and gold glistening in dew
Autumn leaves begin their journey
From lighted summer to dark of winter

Time of harvests and festivals
Thanks and giving of many kinds
By the light of an early full moon
Church bells ring in twilight’s passing

From the wandering souls of All Hallows
To 5th of November darkness burns bright
From times past to thoughts of those fallen
Remembering their melodies etched in light

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

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The Sweet Scent of Spring

Dancing Upon Sunbeams

Early morning fog shrouds the forest in its silvery grip
Smokey tendrils rise up and swirl reaching for the light
Bare trees sway dripping morning dew like tears of joy
The sigh of a new day dawning echoes through the mist

The sun breaks through cascading its rays burning a path
Sunlight dances on the breeze drying all that it caresses
Swollen streams rushing ever onward yearning for release
Blackened leaves float, a remembrance of autumn past

Rustling of cherry blossoms and bird song fill the air
Flowers reaching upward glistening in morning light
Clouds ever shifting, battling for position overhead
Coolness of their creeping shadows felt as they pass

In an ever changing pattern grey clouds move in
Soon a bursting sun shower dampens the ground
With the rain gone the sun returns with its warmth
And a sweet scent of spring wafts through the air

Birds flutter from tree top to tree top basking in warmth
The sky clears; a deep blue canopy stretches forth above
A shining moon hovers in the sky as day and night equal
Butterflies dance on sunbeams announcing spring is here

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