Friday, October 23, 2009

An Autumn Poem

GOD’S PALLET

Deep Autumn blue
seen through rustling leaves
my heart sings with joy
at the song of the breeze
God's pallet surrounds me
crimson reds, deep oranges,
bright yellows, deep greens
shadowy purples and blues
dry leaves crackle
under my dancing feet
the scent of life fills me
all is well with my soul

1 comment:

Kim Palmer said...

Yes, Autumn is definitely the time of year when the colour speaks to one's soul! Looks like your holiday was a blast. You have my sympathies over the camera, I'm pretty technology challenged too!