Trees drip rivers of colour from branches
Bared towards the granite skies above me
Reds and golds float freely to the ground
Forming a carpet so rich beneath my feet
Autumn walks through the wooded vales
Reveal the beauty of this planet we live on
As we watch the seasons turn and take us
We are back in primeval years of evolution
In our minds the rawness makes us alive
Breathing the salty tang of seas eternal
The never ending crash upon our shores
Reminding of its power over our lives
A smile appears as I look out to horizons
I once believed were lost in misty times
Fiona Davidson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-dreaming/
