Reflections On Immortality

Lucent earth shadow brings to pass

A waxing crescent of autumn Moon,

While spent leaves fulfill their destiny

With silent barrage of wooded slopes.

I lend ear to wind in quiet sway of pines.

He whispers of eternity unbound by creed

And of endless songs ‘bout natural worlds

Confided in sublime patchworks of poetry.

Alas, my heart denies wind’s admonitions

And reminders of immortality posthaste,

Until starlit skies invite my immortal soul

Into the dawn of time and universe untold.

© Ilija Lukić 2015

Old Rock Springs Church
(Just north of Pittsboro, North Carolina USA)

Light Catcher

Preaching To The Choir

Autumn

every autumn leaf

a keepsake of summer bliss

every waterfall

a cascade of hopes and dreams

every rain drop

a wellspring of divine inspiration

every river pebble

a portal to cosmic consciousness

every heart beat

a bestowal of grace by God

© Ilija Lukić 2015

Autumn Reverie

Shadowless Silence

Rain over the Southern Piedmont Plateau continues and keeps us homebound. The moisture spills rich hues into Mother Nature's autumn colorama. When Heaven’s tears ease to a mizzle Cooper and I brave the elements. We let loose hearts and sluggish limbs on sodden woodland trails.

Morning mists drift in shadowless silence,

Galaxies of leaves brighten wildwood moods,

Autumn takes time to mellow summer bedlam

Till winter’s breath quiets forest neighborhoods.

© Ilija Lukić 2015

Forest Neighborhood
(Powell Place woodlands in Pittsboro, North Carolina USA)

Shadowless Silence

Wildwood Moods

American Beautyberry

(Callicarpa americana aka Bunchberry, Sourbush and French Mulberry)

Mellow Bedlam

Pebble In The River Of Life

Sand flows and pebble arrays along river beds in the wake of torrential downpours add allegory to the beauty of waterways. Individual pebbles seem unremarkable. But, what of their odyssey? Jolted from their day-to-day existence they tumble about helter-skelter in watery suspension of kindred particles. Every collision, graze, rub or nudge alters their essence until they find purpose among elegant masterpieces of time and saltation in harmony with the stream. I pause to reflect. I am a pebble in the river of life.

© Ilija Lukić 2015

Pebbles