By Unchained
Date: 2001 Sep 01
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September's Song


The sun swings round again
the melody of the year
shifting
from summer's heated
impassioned green
to the cooling gold
of coming autumn.

The month is new
and I am not
and feel the turning
of the world
within my spirit
as surely as the turning
in my life.

Another season without you
another reason
to watch the stars
and wonder
what it would be like
to unravel the joys
the mystery
of your embrace.

The trees are just beginning
the first stealthy turning
of color
like the shifting
of my soul
towards the winter.

I don't dread the cold
and do not fear the dark.
I've come to know them
and understand them
as natural
predictable
unescapeable.

I only dread
the coming frost
without you.