Glorious and bright
Cold and golden.
A silver mist
Just enough to soften the light
A silver frost
Glimmering meadows
My road is gilded
Shining bright
I salute the blinding sun
Blinking and weeping
From the sharp edge of the air
Showers of tiny birds
Tinkling in flight
My skin is tingling
The pure air of a brisk autumn morning
Fills my heart
And I'm flying too
#CoSopoetry