Autumn Heart

Autumn heart; a rush no more to stake a claim on life’s wide shore. No haste at all to be there first, nor hurrying to quench a thirst for better things, for richer spoils - just finding joy in life’s past toils. Autumn heart; so peaceful now, the spirit gives a gentle bow to winter slowly drawing near, with all the love and all that’s dear. A point in life where I belong, awaiting winter’s closing song.