I lay the morning pages down
for a brisk morning walk
afloat the drying leaf carpet
gracing the earth floor
Far as the eye can see,
nature attests, the warmth of thee
Your affection conjures the fondest
of memories,
as my weak sceptic heart
grieves leaving sunny sentiments behind
for what is to come
Assured in your motherly embrace
from my breath\'s vapored silhouette
tinged by winter\'s eve,
stings the solemn paradox
of a temporary goodbye
though I am not alone
with the very own footsteps of time
clicking beside me, carried by favour
I am humbled and in awe
at the marvel of thine orangery
and sheer wonder of creation,
outlined by the colors
in the harmonious notes
of the cooing dove
and last sparrow
I age with Grace, as I stand to remember
while the Creator spared me
in your time
the absolute beauty of living
was most accentuated