Conflagration

It is noon, and Summer reigns

Trees glow emerald under brilliant sun

Nourished by cool and gentle rains

Not knowing what is to come

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High in the mountains, a single spark

Alights upon an upper bough

Of mighty oak in forest dark

It spreads, as winds begin to blow

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The great oak flares, crimson and gold

Casting flickering light on time-worn boulder

Flame consumes the leaves of old

And the mountain winds grow colder

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Soon the mountain is ablaze

With a glorious golden glow

Bathed in the light of the dawn’s first rays

And the fire begins to grow

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The world itself is soon consumed

Every forest now is burning

The chilly air is sweet perfumed

As the leaves complete their turning

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And now I walk beneath the trees

Their colors blaze like fire

Cool winds blow, set my mind at ease

While I listen to nature’s choir

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Summer bows its head in solemn grace

Winter’s guide has come

The world now rests in the crisp embrace

Of the next due season, Autumn

Written 10.17.2008 for Creative Writing. If you like it, review! If you don't like it, review!, Get the message? Review!