September dawning light and wind upon garden green
Touches of golden hue upon leaves now seen
A verdant song in wind's whispers I perceive
Nature's palette within Presence conceived
Felt is the quiver of tree and leaf, mighty and tall
The beckoning of the jeweled tones, the colors of Fall
Soft ambient sounds of rustling leaves be they heard
As too, the sacred songs of the perching songbird
The warming sun alight in its supernal array
Embraced I be by this, this September day.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Verdant Song, APOGEE Vibrational Art, http://www.thesoundinglight.blogspot.com.
©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013- 2022.
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