I truly felt called to write this poem. It’s funny. I love Fall, or is it Autumn? Which do you prefer? I’ll just stick with Fall.
It is my favorite season. If I could just live in Fall I would be happy. There are gentle rains. The colors. The crisp air. The smell. It made me write one of my favorite songs. I always fall in love in Fall (pun time).
In southern California, where I grew up, Fall was actually all of winter and not just Fall. “It never rains in southern California and there are no winters,” you can quote me on that. Fall was actually two seasons long.
I think the Christmassy feeling also was borne from Fall. I still start playing Christmas music around early November because I feel such warmth at this time of year.
Anyway, here it is. Another poem from Intermission Poetry.
The Soul of Fall
My soul felt healed by the browns and greens of Fall
The blue not as bright as spring and summer, nor even winter’s silver
My soul ached when it watched them appear in the light of the morning
Ah, it was finally here, the song I’d been waiting to hear
All those beautiful tones and sounds, a light rain in the distance
Calling us to calm, as winter holds off a little longer
I walk through the colors, all gentleness surrounding me
Oh, my soul she sings a longing tune
As I watch her colors in their warmth
Shades of green, and brown, and blues demure; silenced by the sun
The earth rotates and my soul is stroked by the breeze
As I make my way through the forest of Autumn colors
I continue walking and listening for the sound of her voice
She sings gently and calmly behind and I turn
To see the colors of brown, and green, and faded blues
To see Fall is once again the calmest of the seasons
Meditation in my thoughts and growing lost
In this sea of quiet and introspection when I smell the leaves
Underneath my steps, crunching and crisply playing
When I stroll, I hum to the sound of the leaves
Closing my eyes, captured by each moment of sound
The fragrance of Fall and the sound all surround
I smile until she gently takes my hand and tells me it’s time
Let us move forward onward until winter makes her presence hide all of this
The browns, and greens, and quiet blues
Will then sink to the ground, falling asleep until
A brighter hue of birth will be
Until then, the gentle kindness that is Fall will continue to carry
To the end of time when I rest in its gentleness
Hoping I go gently into that dark night as it encompasses me
Like poetry written long ago, that I hold so dear
Words spoken during times of turmoil not much different than now
And I hope I go gently rather than frightfully
That is why the soul of Fall encompasses my all
And all that I feel is calmed by her sound and her song
That beautiful one that exists in Fall
That beautiful soul that makes meaning of my all
A Fall’ish Christmas Song – always the first song I would play to start off the season:
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Have a wonderful Fall day of love and life, and finding all that you seek. 🙂
Love you Gracie! Sleep well. 🙂 ❤