Bending beneath the shadows,
In soft silhouettes,
Rhythms whispering grace,
Falling like heavy rains,
Gentle yet incessant,
Prayers prayed by the pines,
Music breaking through branches,
Silencing the tender leaves,
Erasing the darkness,
With stirrings of light, soft
Knowing the whimsical nature
Bold and trembling with an invitation
To beauty, staring softly through the
Breathless rain, calling my name
Like tears call the heart and dew calls
The dawn, reassuring these moments
When sunrise is waiting to burst forth,
There will be a silence coloring the skies
In hues of promise, hope that stirs rainbows
Hanging tomorrow on lines of grace,
Wonders and love that will last,
Beyond the morning, well into the memories
Completing the soul’s victory
Just beneath the shadow of yesterday
Endless stories blaze beneath the autumn,
September remembers the flames,
Blazing shadows in shades of mysterious scarlet,
Aching amber and glorious gold – whispers
Caressing the moments in melancholic
Blurry eyed dreams, hastening to the heavens
Starlight kindling glow, intense
As the poetry from breathless promises,
Poetry restoring the truth,
Awakening the amazing – alive
Like the fires of imagination,
The gripping in stargazing, elating
Hearts who see beyond the flavors of yesterday,
The autumn’s crisp truths,
Into the everlasting wonder,
Bewildered by its second chance
To always – forever – bequeath hope
To the endlessness, the eternal
Rising to meet the misty morning
With ethereal wings of peace,
Released on the feathery grace
Just beyond the shadows,
Abiding in the heart’s halo,
Remaining in the soul’s sensations,
The impression – praising
Him who never ends, Him who is forever
And Him who will finally gather
All His children, His believers – those
He gave His life for, so shadows
Can never have the final influence…
Yes, it is love that will finally end the story
It is love that makes the soul completely whole
It is love that never stops erasing the shadows