As if with His breath
He blew across the
face of the earth and
sent clouds scurrying
towards the West
As if with His mighty
hand in the upper
Heavens He cleared the
sky as the clouds moved
ever faster towards the East
As the Sun rose the
birds sang praises for
the beauty of this fall
morning growing cloud
less in a pinking sky
The ferns dance gracefully
in the shadows to a
rhythm in the breeze
A set of yellow wings perform
the nectar dance in the warming
sun as the shadows creep across
the grass the fern dance in the
shadows and yearn the warmth
from an ever shrinking fall Sun
New shoots rising from needles
and leaves as they roots move
silently under the decaying life
an orange flutter by did his
nectar dance as a blue dragon
sips nectar from a fading blue and
purple bloom's swaying the breeze
Graceful forms emerge held in pose
as there leaves do a free fall and
the branches move less with each
breeze a bird sings of love and the
beauty of his life, in the changing colors
And the food our Lord provided him
and his mate an enticing ballad of
love and admiration as the sounds
of children laughing in the distance
carries in the breeze and the warmth
of the Sunrises to a sweat
Tis the time when Ginger blooms
and it's white petals dance in the wind
as erotica flows into the minds men
amidst the yearn to snuggle as the
nights grow long and cool and the
pleasures of the night seep into
their hearts and souls
Orange globs with painted faces
dots the door steps with candied
thoughts dwell where fear once slept
as the greens fade in the setting sun
and the circle of life creeps into night
an erotic scents pass in days and
onto necks those fragrant spots
as the fern flickers in the breeze.