Quaking Aspen

May 19, 2017


The colors that surround you now
Reach ‘round the summer’s breast
Like feathers from a frightened crow
As if the night expressed.
The light that autumn celebrates,
And sprays a warm array;
It opens up the eye dilate
As dawn fades into day

The silver legs that pace the vale
Dance softly on the snow
To reach with fingers soft and frail
And touch with painted glow
For those who walk on untouched earth
And lift a golden page
That covers up a swift rebirth
An awning ‘bove the stage.

Desolate in the inky night
The light from distant stars
The moon sprays out its restless light
Across the mountain’s scars
And soon enough the icy hour
Crosses into morning
The creatures that the night devours
Doves carol their mourning






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