I wait for the bus that will take me downtown,
Where I’ll hop on the train to my destination.
We turn a corner and I see a row of green trees,
With their tops going up in flames.
Like torches that burn in the daylight
And are quenched by the fall of night.
Oranges and greens, greens and golds and reds,
This living, breathing, moving panoply of color
Thrills me. Each tree is like a shout of glory
Against the pale blue backdrop of the Autumn sky.
No one else notices, no one bats an eye.
How can they be so blindly unaware of
All this beauty? The colors boldly strike my senses;
I am awed and dumbstruck, though inside
I’m shouting, “Look! Be aware of this wondrous
Miracle of beauty unfolding in front of
Your unseeing gaze.” But the words will not come,
And the moment passes, unnoticed and unremarked
But by me, and I scribble down these memories
While I have hold of them, and preserve them
- New England Fall Foliage 2010 (newenglandsnarrowroad.wordpress.com)
- The Pocono Record is Hosting a Fall Foliage Photo Contest on PononoRecord.com (prweb.com)