Fading Summer

Photo: CA Hawthorne

Photo: CA Hawthorne

I see the truth,
it’s clearer each day I see the river falling.
Around it, fading green leaves,
a momentary pause before igniting.
Late summer?
The single color I see
is washing away with the heat.
The shadows that once hid
are now stretching forth again.
Weary summer?
but the chill creeping in
is rendering the breeze a hymn,
a whispered word,
and it sounds like “autumn.”

©September 2014, Christina Anne Hawthorne

4 Replies to “Fading Summer”

  1. Love it Christine, we are lucky to have the change in seasons it brings new life and inspiration. I look at the busy bees and sit in the warm sun, my mind towards warmer days of spring. My favourite season.

    • Thank you, Kath. I do love those transitional seasons, spring and autumn, but autumn has always held a special place in my heart. Given that your first love is spring, and also given your location, we are fortunate that we’re able to enjoy both those seasons at the same time. That’s special.

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