Among The Branches

From the breath
of my mouth,
a song softly whispers
the leaves away.
~
Passionate veins of blood
and hearts of gold,
end their shimmering
days in the sun.
~
But there, in the
dawn of day,
a mockingbird
sits ceremonial,
among the bare branches.
~
The radiant hues
of summer were blinding,
but fall…oh fall
closes the day
into sweet silence.
~
From the last breath
of my mouth, to the last leaf
whispered away in a song,
serenity remains,
and a new world opens.

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5 thoughts on “Among The Branches

  1. Doug S says:

    This is lovely and deserves more attention

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