that says goodbye
leaves flutter an
autumnal dance and
rest upon earths floor
yet an unexpected
invitation surprisingly
arrives bringing me to
witness rebirth from
on high
baptismal water and lifted
hearts
choir fulfilling angelic sounds
autumn's goodbye is no longer
found
our spirits are stretched
passing through invisible bounds
©2008Pauline
gift of witnessing an adult baptismal ceremony
2 comments:
This was a great poem! Thank you for sharing.
In the depths of this cold winter I put off going outside for firewood and would gladly accept autumns' warmth, lifes' interface.
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