Autumnal Glow

The autumn has come

and all the leaves, they are ablaze

in hues of red and cold,

flames, against the sun's warm rays.

Underneath Sol's watchful eye, I walk

amidst the fallen leaves, rustling in the breeze

And the scent of Autumn in the air,

as the Mother falls to her knees.

All around me

nature prepares to sleep

Spring and Summer held

in the Crone's frozen mystique.

And I wonder

the wounds man doth impart

will hibernation heal

Restoring Mother Nature's finest art.

Charlie's Enigimatic Wren, 2022