The Pearls of Catharsis Times Issue 01, Oct 2016 | Page 8

AUTUMN SINGS HER LULLABY TO SUMMER

When the summer is sung ; then comes the fall Yet that transition seems ; much more seamless A definition in words ; known by all And for all to see ; logical , dreamless

Real seasons blend ; into one another Shifting within the cycle ; of the year We personify nature ; as mother Seen now in red and gold ; not so austere

Reborn to dance ; ahead of the autumn With auburn hair in ringlets ; dangling down She ’ s announcing ; that good harvest has come Upon the wind ; twirls circles in her gown Singing shrill songs ; from the tops of the trees She rides the wind ; that lady of the breeze .

-Niamh Serendipity ‘ Wailing Autumn ’ by A L Schers