A golden pool
Swimming
Between the horizon
And the mist
Its light the light of the ages
The world is burnished
Bronze woods shine
As if lit from within
As if all of the fires
Of spring and summer
Were burning still
And the deer by the roadside
Shimmering like an angel.
Ah, the Raven knows about love
She visits me again
from her heaven
Out of the mist
In a steepening fall
Singing to me
Her low music
Whispering
One day
We will fly away
#CoSopoetry
@matty7w I love the change of seasons, but Fall has always been my favorite. It’s great that we frequently get to read an ode to that glorious season here on CoSo!