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Wednesday, October 25, 2023

Panning For Autumn Gold or Because of Farewell's Winning Ways

 I want to learn the fine art of panning for autumn-gold...


To marvel at grand frescos etched on ceilings of thin air
Before time’s hand runs fingers through treetops silent and bare...




I want to learn the fine art of panning for autumn-gold
I want to try to taste more wonder than a heart can hold
I want to be tuned to the imminence of letting go
Because the winning way of farewell hides in each hello

I want to linger longer in a leaf-lit afternoon
To steep senses in flickers of woodland’s lofty festoon
To marvel at grand frescos etched on ceilings of thin air
Before time’s hand runs fingers through treetops silent and bare

I want to plan a dinner-date beneath fall’s canopy
Serenaded by minstrels tall and stately as can be
To discover the treasure in the fine measure of Now
And not postpone the pleasure of the fleeting autumn bough

I want to make the most of what no sleight of can tame
To try each flying live-learn-love, where Past has staked it claim
To take more precious time to pause where Was is always chief
Where winsome, winning ways of farewell fret in every leaf

© Janet Martin

I want to plan a dinner-date beneath fall’s canopy
Serenaded by minstrels tall and stately as can be...





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