Post by AquarianM on Oct 4, 2012 20:44:41 GMT -5
Signs Of Autumn...
Leaves fall around me as the wind touches my face,
With gentle fingers I can't see.
The morning sun is slow and easy and care-free,
A blessing in the bath of distant bustle sounds.
The world goes spinning,
And for all it's contortions,
I am free in this moment.
Who cares where the sun goes at night,
So long as it rises for days like this?
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 10-04-2012 - photography and poetry.
Leaves fall around me as the wind touches my face,
With gentle fingers I can't see.
The morning sun is slow and easy and care-free,
A blessing in the bath of distant bustle sounds.
The world goes spinning,
And for all it's contortions,
I am free in this moment.
Who cares where the sun goes at night,
So long as it rises for days like this?
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 10-04-2012 - photography and poetry.