Quintessence
04-29-2004, 06:21 AM
The rain has been plentiful
all summer long
Now, with a chill in the air
it hangs longingly in the saddened clouds.
The trees whisper softly
with each tumbling leaf
circling in the breeze until it touches
softly down
Just about dusk
and crickets chirp their own melody
with harmony from bullfrogs
sulking in a nearby creek
Lights going on
one by one
and the smell of burning leaves
tickles my senses
The soft current of air
caresses my bare shoulders
in a dance only I understand
I can feel it getting closer-
the winter to come
when all life will seem to end.
But for now
the crickets, the breeze, the clouds,
the leaves, the bullfrogs-intermingle
in possibly the last sensious summer night...
and me.
all summer long
Now, with a chill in the air
it hangs longingly in the saddened clouds.
The trees whisper softly
with each tumbling leaf
circling in the breeze until it touches
softly down
Just about dusk
and crickets chirp their own melody
with harmony from bullfrogs
sulking in a nearby creek
Lights going on
one by one
and the smell of burning leaves
tickles my senses
The soft current of air
caresses my bare shoulders
in a dance only I understand
I can feel it getting closer-
the winter to come
when all life will seem to end.
But for now
the crickets, the breeze, the clouds,
the leaves, the bullfrogs-intermingle
in possibly the last sensious summer night...
and me.