Sky a precocious November-ed
Gray, laced with threads of cadet blue

Dark billowed clouds angled half below
Majesty’s now, golden English Mountain

The rest billowing into the grayed heavens
Sheared weak thermal stratifications

Yet, an extraordinary touchable
String to Trinity’s atmospheric heart

Chestnut’s Hills dressed warmly in fall hues
Adorn her feet in shades of gold and red

Cedars’ sweetly scented evergreen presence
Connects head and heart to everlasting life

Delicate laced limbs reach high above
Revealing the occasional straggler

Now, a striking golden contrast against
A promised wintering grayed sky

Black walnut trees' citrus-y scented globes
Drop and hide amongst the scattered crackling leaves

Mr. Gambol’s crepe myrtles now neon-ed, brilliant
Orange like Love’s light - filled radiant face

Steep yellowed hills all so freshly cut
Earth’s bounty carefully squirreled away

Winters nourishment gathered with our
Most mortal hands while singing praise above

(Touching the Heavens, Tennessee
~ 24 October 2006)

Debora Short

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