Autimn Glow (from an older post)

Reflections in a Dewdrop
Heralds the splendour of autumn,
With her jewel box of pigments,
And displayed machinations.
Leaves drift from their safety,
Like small pieces of fabric.
As the trees discard their garments
So as to usher in their rest,before
Adorning themselves afresh,
With the blossomed robe of spring.
The draughts of transition,
Pick up these small tokens,
Of the last of summer.
hiding their secret of change,
And in a dance of companionship
They sweep and scurry in whirls of
Alluring mayhem.
And at the bidding of nature's principle,
These her children,
In effortless accumulation,
Give breeze whispered voice,
And unwittingly usher in the unseen
Covenant
Of reintroduced extravagance

c SF. 2000