Friday, October 24, 2014

Autumn Song

We bless you, Father, Lord of Life,
To whom all living beings tend,
The source of holiness and grace,
Our first beginning and our end.
                                       Universalis Hymn
                                                                                                                     Google Images

This is the time of bright sadness
between what is baring
and what is holding 

above the leaves 
measuring the ground
with their sonatas 
of light

into the silences
of the cold.

Now, whatever is beautiful or terrible
are closing 
their arrangements
on the pages we hold

between staves 
of the ineffable
and our black notes
the song goes out

and what we are
in the rough refrains of everlasting
lapsing through our souls.


  1. Cynthia, this piece has such a nice rhythm and sound. I enjoy the musical metaphor. The first stanza is amazing. It holds that perfect balance of bold humility, authoritative suggestion. Bravo! I love "this is the time of bright sadness". Love it. Love it. It brings a smile to my face for all its gloried truth. This is a beautiful tribute to a beautiful season, both in the world and in our souls.

    1. Thanks Amy for your astute reading and lovely comments...I had fun with the musical metaphor! I love this time of year and all the beauty that climbs into us so easily, then curls up. Enjoy my friend!!!