Nov 25, 2012

Autumn Sky - Poem




AUTUMN SKY

Off the tip of the highest oak 
far away from us city folk
the little leaf begins to fly
falling, falling from the sky
that cloud filled Autumn sky


Blown by the restless breeze
over and through the forest trees
around and across the hard woods bare
the soaring leaf travels who-knows-where ...  without a care
falling, falling from the sky
that cloud filled Autumn sky


Fly, fly, where does it dare
across the fields harvested bare
along the meadow’s hedgerow there
and up into the Autumn sky
that cloud filled Autumn sky


Up, fly up, fly up again
around the trees and swooping low
across the pumpkin fields it blows
through the weathered village fair
down the gushing streams with care
falling, falling from the sky
that cloud filled Autumn sky


And up again and down to rest
upon a farmer who laughs in jest
a gust sweeps by and again it blows
along stone fences built so low
until the final journey slows ... and stops


The little leaf rests, no more gusts
until the snow lays deep and crush
and blankets it till spring’s wet slush
to turn it into ground and mush
to help a new oak find it’s lie
and aim up to the fresh spring sky
to grow a leaf and reach so high
with life’s true colours of green then red, oh my


When seasons turn in nature’s wise
Autumn tells the leaf “let go and fly,
begin your  journey before you die.”
So the leaf begins to fly
into the windy, cool, fall sky.
That cloud filled Autumn sky


Copyright © 2000 Brian R. R. Hebb


Photo Credit
http://www.photographyblogger.net/16-awesome-autumn-leaf-pictures/