autumn song (for Lan)

the wind is playing the notes
of the leaf litter  here   upon you
fall my dreams  vestiges of life
abandoned reds  yellows  orange hues
crackle   crepuscular sparks sputter
in the rough dusty hands of the whirlwind
such now  beloved  are my dreams of you
but my love for you is a pine tree
wild   alone   silent
infinite green   everlasting

*    *   *

© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

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