Trees are mostly bare and the sky is gray.
I’m out for a stroll this fine autumn day;
Pause in tree cathedral and by the way
Hear symphony of winds light music play.
Vermillion carpet underfoot holds sway;
Joins bands of many colors woes to slay.
I drop to my knees and earnestly pray
For ease of melancholy and dismay.
Woods rid heart of baggage, that’s not hearsay,
While winter’s minions ready their mainstay—
Snows and chilled winds in blustery horseplay
Made of mirth and mischief till Groundhog Day.
Walk, walk in nature when heart feels astray
And blues wrought by life ere long slip away.
© Ilija Lukić 2020
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| Band Of Many Colors |
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| Vermillion Repose |
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