Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Awake Thy Soul

Autumn is here.
Can you hear her? She’s all russet haired and freckled faced and feral voiced…

She’s calling you.

And if she’s not calling you then she’s whispering to me.

The world is cooler from her frosty kiss,
Burning fingertips gentled,
Feverish brains soothed.

Candy colored trees and wool sweaters stacked high on a wooden bench.
Rasberry perserves and lattice topped pies,
A little cigar in the early morning air and coffee from a thermos.
No one thinks that the boy with the rough hands and three day stubble on his chin is Secretly carrying Virgil in that pocket there, but I know.

Listen to what she has to say…she’s calling for change.
Offering you excitement about what YOU are offering this world.


xo xo Liz 

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