Forest Songs — Autumn:
Pondering Loss
There’s a dark silver sadness in the sky.
.
The weakened light more subtle now
on last wet leaves
………..left hanging
before their final,
……………………..quiet
……………………..drop
……………………..toward fate.
.
.Here,
……………a golden leaf dances
……..shortly,
.
…………………………..stopped
.
by a thorn in the barberry hedge
where it will spend its season.
.
And all is,
as after a single singer’s mournful song,
just quiet.