Fleeting Beauty: Reflections on Autumn's Grace

As the autumn leaves gently sway,

And the sun sets on the horizon gray,

My heart fills with melancholy,

And my mind wanders to things unholy.

The soft whispers of the breeze,

Remind me of my heart's unease,

And the beauty of nature's decline,

Brings forth a sorrow divine.

Oh, how fleeting life can be,

Like a leaf falling from a tree,

And how transient our joys and pains,

As the seasons ebb and wane.

Yet in this transient world we find,

A beauty that is ever kind,

For in the midst of life's decay,

There lies a hope that cannot sway.

So let us cherish each moment dear,

For time is precious, let us make it clear,

And though we may wither and fade,

Our legacy shall forever be made.

Thus, let us embrace life's ebb and flow,

And let our hearts with love overflow,

For in this fleeting world we find,

A beauty that forever binds.

my fight, my flight...

Magic has its moment

As it gives the mundane a colourful sight

The sun makes its moment

Night after night with its alluring light

Silence creates its moment

As the thunder loses its deafening might

Music feels its moment

As each note slips in thru the glorious glide

I wait for my moment, silently

To bask in the magic of the morning sun

For the music in me has not yet died...

Photo courtesy: NikonSniper 

Stranded

Time stops, others pass by

I wait to hear the chime at dawn

The ring of unbound sweetness

But the hands are still

And moments lost

As I wait to hear the chime

They say I live in a Pegasus dream

Winged, but to fly in a desolate void

Where no spring of inspiration flows

Only dreary hollows of stillness

I see Prometheus with grey strands

As I wait to hear the chime, eagerly

I see a dark star smiling at me

A deep scar with no visibility

I am running against the stillness

Leaving my footprints in the sand

The wind rides the blue waves behind

As I long to hear the sweet chime at dawn…