Respite.
Oh the gold of an autumn-sun stillness
lighting dusk-shadows in silver gilding
and etching field edges in misty ridges.
Time to catch fluttering leaves as they dance
with cool breezes
and to laugh as naked- stiff corn stalks wave
to new born sheaves.
Oh the quiet of needed respite times
before work-hours turn colder and
winter growls around countrysides.