Impromptu…

I envy you that ocean

Which now surrounds you,

I envy you those golden waves

That lift and rise to softly rustle and call

When the cold wind skims over them

Oh how I envy you, the colours of fall…

Some day I promise you

I shall see them for my own

Walk hand in hand wading through their depths

Submerged in their splendor so crimson gold

And for my own, hear and smell

As they crackle and lure me into their fold…

 ~Glowing Embers~

24^th Oct 2004

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