All the little mist-genies
are rising from the river,
on this apple-crisp, pumpkin spice
autumn morning of my life.
The trees are calling to each other,
as excited as school girls
sporting their new clothes:
"Look at me! I'm so burnt-orange!"
"Ah, but I'm blaze-scarlet,
redder than red."
Surely, they must know
they are all equally beautiful,
in their uniquely different shades and hues,
together a symphony of colour
for the eyes,
a feast for the heart to store away
and nibble at
all winter long,
like a December squirrel.
The Somass River
If only we remembered to see souls instead of bodies, each as unique and beautiful as an autumn leaf.................Shared with Real Toads in response to Hannah's prompt at Transforming With Nature's Wonders, to take inspiration from a quote.