Beholden Hallelujahs

Ps.66:1-3

Make a joyful noise to God,

all the earth!

2Sing the glory of His name;

make His praise glorious.

3Say to God, “How awesome are Your deeds!

Today's poem is a bit like a tot I love dearly, 

but at the moment have lost the delight in,

because my patience has been worn to a frazzle! 

Maybe because there really are no words to truly capture

October-kindled hallelujahs...

(First the poem began to spill in 15-syllable lines 

but when I returned to it I had lost that rhythm 

so I tried to balance it with an extra syllable, 

but in the end attempted to smooth it, by reducing it to 14-syllable lines...)

Anyone who writes knows we prefer when words flow and meld

like music from an invisible orchestra. 

October rouses Beholden Hallelujahs streaming

Earth is God’s vermillion-golden Magnum Opus gleaming...

Autumn’s color-palette captures awe’s speechless attention

Amber ambience enraptures heart and soul’s dimension...

Sunbeam kindled leaf-lamps flicker, 

fragile grandeur scatters...

October rouses Beholden Hallelujahs streaming

Earth is God’s vermillion-golden Magnum Opus gleaming

Autumn’s color-palette captures awe’s speechless attention

Amber ambience enraptures heart and soul’s dimension

October regales creation with hues, mesmerizing

Vivid bursts of exaltation preface white baptizing

Sunbeam kindled leaf-lamps flicker, fragile grandeur scatters

Flowers falter, bluejays bicker; orchards brim with ladders

Woodlands woo us with ensembles where arrangements dazzle

Consummate percussion trembles; tinseled treetops frazzle

While we, beholden Beholders grapple with sheer wonder

Where the hearth of summer smolders with autumnal plunder

Delight spills in exclamations perfectly enchanted

Autumn-lover’s expectations bittersweetly granted

Happiness of fall eclipses farewell’s tug of sorrow

While a sense of favour fills us with hope for tomorrow

The heavens declare God’s glory; utterly spellbinding

October, like a love story, leaf by leaf unwinding

Ash and aspen lampposts wander from beaten path’s bustle

Hailing us to follow, under, over Autumn’s rustle

October bids us to dally in its guiltless pleasure

Scale the hill, explore the valley rich with beauty-treasure

None of us are growing younger; we should seize each offer

To appease awe’s thirst and hunger from October’s coffer

Leaf by leaf and hour by hour darling October dwindles

Petals from a mammoth flow’r that nature’s gusto swindles

While we, Beholden Beholders, hallelujah-smitten

Dredge the dimming of October for hymns still unwritten

Janet Martin

The heavens declare God’s glory; utterly spellbinding...

October, like a love story, leaf by leaf unwinding...