Today
The early morning is quiet
Gone are the constant buzzes
The unceasing hums
Of cicadas
That for the last month or so
Have announced
The shortening of days
The lengthening of nights
The deepening of darkness
Surrounding the golden moments
Of Summer’s ending light
The lone chickadee
Chirping the morning news
From the branch of my beloved
Honey locust tree
To anyone who will listen
Knows that Autumn days are
Quickly fleeing away
As if this year
This season of beauty
Is looking for an escape
Colors have been vibrant
In this pandemic autumn
Deep hues
Gorgeous shades that almost sing
That shimmer in the light
Calling all to notice
This gift meant to cheer
But this morning
In the new quiet
Autumn reveals a secret
It is sad
Very sad
Painfully sad
Because the world is sad
My heart joins with Autumn
This quiet morning
And proclaims to the world
That I am sad too
Are you
From “Pandemic Poems,” written by CAR, 21 October 2020
prayers of my heart, a collection of articles and writings by C. Alicia Randolph 
Reblogged this on God in the World.
LikeLike