The dazzling sun floods the forestTurning leafy branches into a
Painter’s autumn palette of hues
A mélange of greens from vibrant jade
To pure mossy tints framed in gold
High above in the canopy hints
Of orange, pumpkin and a splash
Of scarlet red darts between
The symphonic blast of colors
That only nature can produce
With a hint of royal purple here
A few wildflowers linger with
Goldenrod reigning supreme
While the green laden path below
A winter’s tale with its foreboding
Chill closes out Indian summer
And white wood asters begin to fade
The wind plays a myriad of tunes
A bird soloist pours forth sweet song
And in this solitude slivers of silence
Stills the discordant highway sounds nearby.
