Golden Glory

As the sun makes its descent

The trees in their colors become more vibrant

So many shades and hews

Made all the more glorious by the sunset

The world is bathed in gold

The sky is painted in reds,

Pinks, purples, yellows, blues all at once

All of autumn's glory is breathtaking

And quite uncanny

It never ceases to amaze me

It always shall

Nature's way fascinates me ad infinitum

As I witness autum come into being

The sun disappears into the horizon

And the final golden flecks of light are gone

But 'til he leaves fall when winter arrives

I revel in the golden glory.

October 6, 2006