Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Autumn Awakening

You sleep
Lying across my bed
Stretched arms
Slightly furrowed brow
What dreams are floating through you?
What visions prevail?

I smile.

I will rouse you with my touch
Gingerly waken you with soft whispers
Your body will rise ever so slightly.

You will smile.

The wind will blow leaves
Into piles of gold and green
Laying to rest the summer
Awakening the winter once more.

The gods will smile.

tall penguin