Sounds of Autumn
Crow calls
And cricket trills
Blend
With the clatter of aspen leaves fluttering,
And the constant rush of faraway rapids,
Perennial sounds of the perennial forces,
Asking me to witness,
In a moment of eternity,
To God’s glorious creativity.
And cricket trills
Blend
With the clatter of aspen leaves fluttering,
And the constant rush of faraway rapids,
Perennial sounds of the perennial forces,
Asking me to witness,
In a moment of eternity,
To God’s glorious creativity.
Cy, 2008?
