Autumn-In-Waiting

Autumn meanders into hill and dale

Without fanfare, although with bated breath;

She readies heartstrings, waiting to exhale—

With gaiety paints summer’s dance of death.

Dreams of harmony mid blossoms of spring

And summer’s dazzling skies her heart compel,

To dance ‘cross Earth realms, rejoice in last fling,

With one eye on life come winter’s hushed spell.

She holds dear the season’s waning sunshine,

Gladly bathes in warm hues of morning light,

Lets her soul spill joy unto swamped shoreline

And speak of hope in times of wretched plight.

Autumn’s eye-catching drama—hit-or-miss—

Fills human heart and soul with divine bliss.

© Ilija Lukić 2024

Havoc wrought by hurricane Helene continues to plague lands and people here in the Carolinas. Washed out highways and byways slow recovery efforts. The brunt of the tropical storm spared our neighborhoods; although the effects of copious rains, blustery winds and scattered tornados mark her passage northward. As waters in rain-swollen lakes and streams recede, tranquil ephemeral pools in shoreline woodlands whisper encouragement and speak of hope…this too shall pass.

Early Autumn Daybreak

Seaforth Peninsula at Jordan Lake NC