A Vision Ending in Autumn

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A Vision Ending in Autumn

The spirits in the wind hum a soft tune,

as they embrace the low incoming tide

Wakes formed by their invisibility,

Fiercely collapse on a near empty shore
 

I, succumb to the air and implore

“Empower me, Thee Spirits of the Wind”

For in autumn, a warrioress I must be,

If only for the sake of honor in my plight

 
As I realize my determined demise

I, as I have always been, am conquered

And it is righteous for then, only then,

can my new life be blossomed in the spring

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Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

dawnjyc’s Poems (18)

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The Daisy 0
The Euphoric Ascension 0
The Angel, The Wolf, And The Moon 0
A Vision Ending in Autumn 0
Intuitive Spirit 7
Mystified by Truth 4
the dark horse 6
The Warning - A Haiku 5
Silent Tears 9
A Change in Destiny 9
Bitter Cold 8
The Delusion 5
The Pure Gift 2
The Empty Shell 7
A Jealous Mother's Love 7
Reflections of Me 8
Purple Moon 5
Still Breath Butterfly 9