Give summer leave to steal away with grace
Amid nostalgia etched on mortal heart.
Breathe easy, look at autumn’s mellow face,
Not as summer’s demise, but a work of art.
© Ilija Lukić 2022
Give summer leave to steal away with grace
Amid nostalgia etched on mortal heart.
Breathe easy, look at autumn’s mellow face,
Not as summer’s demise, but a work of art.
© Ilija Lukić 2022
Chilled autumn airs marked by nary a breeze,
Loose acorn showers from oak canopies.
For wildlife said rhythms hold cherished reprise
Of divine bounty, before the first freeze.
© Ilija Lukić 2022
Turmoil plagues hearts, yet
Calm sweeps rocky peace of mind
When autumn hush lulls chaos.
© Ilija Lukić 2022
A soul worse for wear longs for breathing space,
While carefree summer days fade in whispers.
What balm can soothe this blessed hiding place
Better than autumn’s dance beside rivers?
© Ilija Lukić 2022
Freedom of speech in streams of consciousness
Comes to pass when heart, mind and soul cast out
Crushing fear of rebuke or consequence
And affirm power of choice day in day out.
Discourse thrives when free will’s radiance,
Akin primordial glow in woodland dawn,
Enlightens darkness cast by man’s ignorance
And thus endures as freedom’s unique spawn.
In truth, tree colonnades bathed in divine light
Hearten innermost thoughts, feelings and woes
And in short order their stately theme makes right
Grim notions that free speech draws mortal blows.
Judge not free speech as disobedience
Instead of heaven-sent experience.
© Ilija Lukić 2022