Voices by Jonathan Driscoll
Voices
by Jonathan Driscoll
suddenly
rushing autumn winds call
the delicate still mountains awaken
cottonwood elm and aspen
begin to swirl and dance
wings of golden leaves take flight
enveloping the sky
celebrating their new found freedom
each and every one flutters and is gone
spinning brightly thru the dark green pines
flashing on their way
following the Way
with the urgency of a lover
they awaken and stir me
my body too flutters and flies
living loving and dying on this good earth
we are all borne off on transient winds
be gentle be kind be strong
let us not forsake each other
we are the living spirit
and these mountains are our home
isn’t that the poem written on every leaf
isn’t that the voice within your heart