Wind of Autumn

A candy coated breeze

Flows in the early morning

Carrying golden lemon drops

Of sunshine tinted dew.

It rocks white picket fences,

And stirs the chestnut foal.

Billowing gusts

Of fairy dust wind

Float under toasted leaves.

It turns bare branches to wind chimes,

And sings thumbnail elves to sleep.

The mist of apple cider

Blows in with dusk at tide

It charms all nearby branches;

It bronzes twilight sky.

Like the breath of angels

Whispering soft lullabies,

The wind of Autumn flows swiftly

But returns by and by.

Father, Abba

Father, Abba, wash away my grime

Purify this restless heart of mine

That others may see they face shine in mine

And know that they love is true and kind.

Father, Abba, wash me.

Father, Abba carry me away

Away from my doubts that seem never to stray

Far from the sticking loneliness like clay,

And break my pride that never goes away.

Father, Abba, carry me.

Father, Abba, hold me thy child

Stretch out thine arms and mercy mild

Although many times I've reconciled,

Yet in forgetfulness are my wrongs piled.

Father, Abba, hold me.

Father, Abba, one last thing I pray

Abide in me as long a life I may,

That I may do thy will this day.

And when at last I see thy face,

I'll run to thee caught in thy embrace.

After Rain

The drip drop dripping of leftover drops

And tip top tipping of heavy laden green

The soaping sponge grass and weeping fir trees

The noisy silence of after rain.

The lazy hazy feeling of humid bubble gum noon

And the teedle twaddle twiddle of nothing to do

The muddly puddly stillness of sleepy splashed through puddles.

The drowsy air of after rain.

The bleach and soak aroma

The crispy crunchy clean

The rinse and wash of blue bonnet sky,

The smell of after rain.

More to come.