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02 October 2012

As the orange comes


The air grows crisp
brittle as the dying leaves
as the orange comes
mingling gold with scarlet flash
the geese take flight


wings were born for this
the spiral circles 
call deep
my spirit vibrates
with the cry
to go


Joining Peter and the gang talking orange

 
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3 comments:

  1. a joyful noiseOctober 2, 2012 at 5:54 PM

    Beautiful thought on Orange leaves turning and falling and wings to travel to do our Lord's bidding.

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  2. AliciaOctober 2, 2012 at 9:59 PM

    Oh, how I love the brazen colors of fall. And yes, there's something in the air that screams, "fly!". Beautiful words here today. Thank you.

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  3. Henry NeufeldOctober 2, 2012 at 10:29 PM

    Love it! Well done and well presented.

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