Bittersweet Slant of Autumn's Prodding
"The autumn light, it seems to glow with gentle care,
Enveloping this world in warmth, a loving stare.
But something in its slanted shine feels strange, unclear,
A soft embrace that speaks of change, of time that's rare.
This season's gold imbues each day with poignant grace.
Brief beauty shines, each moment to be held embrace.
The shadows stretch, the light recedes at slower pace,
Each view revealed as if unveiled with human face.
What makes this autumn glow unique in every way?
What truth within its transient gleam does it convey?
Perhaps some wisdoms can't be kept or held at bay
But only felt in passing as we walk each day.
Just like the leaves that brighten, then let go and drift,
We too must learn to shine, then loosen every gift.
The chill that creeps behind the light lends autumn thrift,
A frugal joy found in moments before time shifts.
So stroll the paths made gold by autumn's gentle glare,
Savor the warmth, though swift the seasonal change.
Here beauty lies in what we cannot hope to snare,
Each luminous instant precious and yet strange.
For autumn's slanted show contains a bittersweet
Impermanence, a poignant message we must heed.
Bask in the transient days, their passing to complete,
And know their luster gently prods what we might need."
The poem is part of a full version found in the book “Homo Sapiens” Part Part I - XVIII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular “Homo Sapiens” book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the “Homo Sapiens” series, as well as other books by the same author. So, don’t hesitate and get a copy today from one of the many online bookstores. Khublei Shihajar Nguh, (Dhanewad )(Thank you )
About this poem
This poignant autumn poem reflects on the beauty and transience of the season, drawing parallels between the changing leaves and life's fleeting moments. It suggests that the true essence of autumn lies in embracing the impermanence and finding joy in the evanescent glow, offering a reminder to appreciate the luminous instants that gently guide our paths.
Written on December 16, 2018
Submitted by Mawphniang.Napoleon on November 12, 2023
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Words | 371 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 1 |
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