Autumn Comes

Magpie Tale 239

Over the trees the wind whistles

Rain dancing down from the darkened sky

And the leaves quiver in fright

Not one wants to leave the branches

Green dreaming, but they have lost

Earth colored now they fall

Echo

for the Honeybee

Calling to the sky

the voice leaps from the mountain

calling to the sky

rounding back with its cry

dancing through the waters

up with the steam it whirs

calling to the sky

Stained Glass

for dVerse

The sun

Shines through the glass

Tracing bright patterns on

The floor in red and green and blue

Falling down like magic. Changing the room

Into a chamber of wonder

Filling eyes with delight

Do you see them

Glisten?

Staring wide at

Those ancient glass windows

Catching and holding slippery light

Suspended in black frames by human hands

Faces staring down while we stare up

Caught ourselves in wonder

By dancing light

Golden.