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Rolled up in Autumn leaves

*


Deep silence broken
only by my footsteps
on the freshly piled carpet
of rustling colored leaves.
Why do I hear Spring tunes
on this familiar path
we once walked hand in hand?

The crackling sound
keeps drumming in my mind,
it invites me to let go,
to rest in peace ….
Should I join the leaves
in their graceful last dance
before adorning the grass?

Waltzing across the lawn
I catch my dance partners
in mid-air for a quick caress
between like minded spirits.
Willingly I lay myself down,
rolling into their caring embrace,
to the rhythm of a Fado melody.

No tears of sorrow I shed
when the breeze is summoned
to arrange the leaves
in a golden cover over me.
Behind closed eye-lids
the late afternoon light filters
in kaleidoscopic choreography.

But soon the chilling night falls
and spreads its misty silvery arms
over the place where I hold my breath
in perfect tuning with Nature,
waiting for this sadness
to slip into oblivion.
A silent sigh and I let go.

There will be a new dawn,
transformation will give birth
to new enticing horizons.
How do I know? Love has its ways…
Rainbow colors flash through
dewdrops mixed with tears
tenderly kissing off my fears.


*

Love, Margherita
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By dpm:

Behind closed eye-lids
the late afternoon light filters
in kaleidoscopic choreography.



My mind's eyes thank you for the KALEIDOSCOPIC CHOREOGRAPHY dear dpm (Dancing Pearly Margherita). Colors abound! Colors Colors Colors Colors Colors

Love and (brilliantly colored) light being, Teo Juggle jester UFO Eek Roll Eyes Red Face Big Grin moust Animated1 Animated1

Have the heart of a gypsy, and the dedication of a soldier -Beethoven in Beethoven Lives Upstairs

quote:
Rolled up in Autumn leaves

*


Deep silence broken
only by my footsteps
on the freshly piled carpet
of rustling colored leaves.
Why do I hear Spring tunes
on this familiar path
we once walked hand in hand?

The crackling sound
keeps drumming in my mind,
it invites me to let go,
to rest in peace ….
Should I join the leaves
in their graceful last dance
before adorning the grass?

Waltzing across the lawn
I catch my dance partners
in mid-air for a quick caress
between like minded spirits.
Willingly I lay myself down,
rolling into their caring embrace,
to the rhythm of a Fado melody.

No tears of sorrow I shed
when the breeze is summoned
to arrange the leaves
in a golden cover over me.
Behind closed eye-lids
the late afternoon light filters
in kaleidoscopic choreography.

But soon the chilling night falls
and spreads its misty silvery arms
over the place where I hold my breath
in perfect tuning with Nature,
waiting for this sadness
to slip into oblivion.
A silent sigh and I let go.

There will be a new dawn,
transformation will give birth
to new enticing horizons.
How do I know? Love has its ways…
Rainbow colors flash through
dewdrops mixed with tears
tenderly kissing off my fears.


Thank you Margherita for these beautiful words.



Love,
yoko
Last edited by yoko
Red tulips whisper
a warm welcome.
The candle is lit,
its flame dances
to our breath.
Light and shadows
perform
a magical play
on the wall.
Time stops
while life is lived.
The candle consumes
itself in tears
of deep devotion.
The flame’s last flicker
meets the tulips’ gaze.
Eyes wide open now,
they tell a story
of merging souls,
of burning candles
and of love.


Love, Margherita

________________

Thank you again Margherita.
This is nice for advent.

Last edited by Vicky2


Rolled up in Autumn leaves

*


Deep silence broken
only by my footsteps
on the freshly piled carpet
of rustling colored leaves.
Why do I hear Spring tunes
on this familiar path
we once walked hand in hand?

The crackling sound
keeps drumming in my mind,
it invites me to let go,
to rest in peace ….
Should I join the leaves
in their graceful last dance
before adorning the grass?

Waltzing across the lawn
I catch my dance partners
in mid-air for a quick caress
between like minded spirits.
Willingly I lay myself down,
rolling into their caring embrace,
to the rhythm of a Fado melody.

No tears of sorrow I shed
when the breeze is summoned
to arrange the leaves
in a golden cover over me.
Behind closed eye-lids
the late afternoon light filters
in kaleidoscopic choreography.

But soon the chilling night falls
and spreads its misty silvery arms
over the place where I hold my breath
in perfect tuning with Nature,
waiting for this sadness
to slip into oblivion.
A silent sigh and I let go.

There will be a new dawn,
transformation will give birth
to new enticing horizons.
How do I know? Love has its ways…
Rainbow colors flash through
dewdrops mixed with tears
tenderly kissing off my fears.


*

Love, Margherita

******************************

This is another autumn beauty.

Last edited by yoko



Rolled up in Autumn leaves



*


Deep silence broken
only by my footsteps
on the freshly piled carpet
of rustling colored leaves.
Why do I hear Spring tunes
on this familiar path
we once walked hand in hand?

The crackling sound
keeps drumming in my mind,
it invites me to let go,
to rest in peace ….
Should I join the leaves
in their graceful last dance
before adorning the grass?

Waltzing across the lawn
I catch my dance partners
in mid-air for a quick caress
between like minded spirits.
Willingly I lay myself down,
rolling into their caring embrace,
to the rhythm of a Fado melody.

No tears of sorrow I shed
when the breeze is summoned
to arrange the leaves
in a golden cover over me.
Behind closed eye-lids
the late afternoon light filters
in kaleidoscopic choreography.

But soon the chilling night falls
and spreads its misty silvery arms
over the place where I hold my breath
in perfect tuning with Nature,
waiting for this sadness
to slip into oblivion.
A silent sigh and I let go.

There will be a new dawn,
transformation will give birth
to new enticing horizons.
How do I know? Love has its ways…
Rainbow colors flash through
dewdrops mixed with tears
tenderly kissing off my fears.


*

Love, Margherita

******************************

Makes autumn very enjoyable.

Last edited by yoko

Rolled up in Autumn leaves

*


Deep silence broken
only by my footsteps
on the freshly piled carpet
of rustling colored leaves.
Why do I hear Spring tunes
on this familiar path
we once walked hand in hand?

The crackling sound
keeps drumming in my mind,
it invites me to let go,
to rest in peace ….
Should I join the leaves
in their graceful last dance
before adorning the grass?

Waltzing across the lawn
I catch my dance partners
in mid-air for a quick caress
between like minded spirits.
Willingly I lay myself down,
rolling into their caring embrace,
to the rhythm of a Fado melody.

No tears of sorrow I shed
when the breeze is summoned
to arrange the leaves
in a golden cover over me.
Behind closed eye-lids
the late afternoon light filters
in kaleidoscopic choreography.

But soon the chilling night falls
and spreads its misty silvery arms
over the place where I hold my breath
in perfect tuning with Nature,
waiting for this sadness
to slip into oblivion.
A silent sigh and I let go.

There will be a new dawn,
transformation will give birth
to new enticing horizons.
How do I know? Love has its ways…
Rainbow colors flash through
dewdrops mixed with tears
tenderly kissing off my fears.


*

Love, Margherita



Last edited by Sue 1

Rolled up in Autumn leaves

*


Deep silence broken
only by my footsteps
on the freshly piled carpet
of rustling colored leaves.
Why do I hear Spring tunes
on this familiar path
we once walked hand in hand?

The crackling sound
keeps drumming in my mind,
it invites me to let go,
to rest in peace ….
Should I join the leaves
in their graceful last dance
before adorning the grass?

Waltzing across the lawn
I catch my dance partners
in mid-air for a quick caress
between like minded spirits.
Willingly I lay myself down,
rolling into their caring embrace,
to the rhythm of a Fado melody.

No tears of sorrow I shed
when the breeze is summoned
to arrange the leaves
in a golden cover over me.
Behind closed eye-lids
the late afternoon light filters
in kaleidoscopic choreography.

But soon the chilling night falls
and spreads its misty silvery arms
over the place where I hold my breath
in perfect tuning with Nature,
waiting for this sadness
to slip into oblivion.
A silent sigh and I let go.

There will be a new dawn,
transformation will give birth
to new enticing horizons.
How do I know? Love has its ways…
Rainbow colors flash through
dewdrops mixed with tears
tenderly kissing off my fears.


*

Love, Margherita

Last edited by Vicky2

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