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By: Sunbleach9~

The leaves of life now turn
to softening yellow, muted brown
yet with an autumn red
matured by thoughts of
amber times now past
.
Green youth brought forth
a rush through flowing roots~
they, tender as the birth of spring
sought meaning deep within
the soils of being
.
The years of summer passed
with learned passion~bearing fruit,
deepening roots, branching out
to seek, to know, to love
and understand
.
There is but winter left~
the rush of springtime gone,
summer’s growth forgotten~
and autumn’s blaze abates
to silver silence
.
The diamond years approach
in trepidation…memories
translucent, muffled in
the howling winds
of youthful days forgotten
.
Yet winter brings the light
of spring’s resurgence~
in icy prisms, rainbows spread
and splintered darkness
dies to vibrant promise
.
And so the leaves of life
now turn to autumn…
Its harvest bears the hope
that winter’s lonely courage
finds the spring
.
RW Hand~1998