lead me
where the tree is a cathedral
of colors
and the sky is a river of light
where simple joys
outshine any shadows of sorrow
stain the forest floor with
fat cheeks of ferns,
wild lips of flowers,
& poised coats of mushrooms
that I may see the
wisdom
of your brown-weathered palms-
that I may rest on your
bosom of green
and roots of serenity-
ink my pen
with dew and seed pods
from your autumn harvest
for today is a feast
of thankfulness for this good earth
Grace@Rattlesnake Point, Milton, Ontario
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Poetics: A Cause for Celebration - Hosted by Walter Wojtank - Yesterday was our Canadian holiday- Thanksgiving.
Oh Grace, this is gorgeous. It sings its way right into my soul. Sigh. Truly a thanksgiving feast of a poem!
ReplyDeleteA good feast to lie eyes on indeed, as well as the one where we eat at our sea.
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful.. what a feast to celebrate on.. love the way you describe the colors and the blessings of the fall....
ReplyDeleteI am quite breathless with this gorgeousness. I started to pick a favorite line, and then decided the cutting and pasting was unnecessary. The whole thing is divine. Thank you for this (early for this American) Thanksgiving feast.
ReplyDeleteA dive poetic Autumn celebration. I love the lines /where the tree is a cathedral/of colors/. I need to look up the history of Canada's Thanksgiving; probably different from ours.
ReplyDeletethis is lovely, Grace :) Happy Canadian Feast!
ReplyDeleteHappy Thanksgiving! A beautiful riot of colour in your poem, I could feel your connection to nature in it.
ReplyDeleteMy goodness 💖 the images here are simply gorgeous!! Especially love "ink my pen with dew and seed pods from your autumn harvest" Beautifully executed 💖
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
I love the "cathedral of colors" and miss seeing them. Also love your accompanying photo. Once wrote a poem at Rattlesnake Point in another life.
ReplyDeleteThe earth truly is as you you so beautifully expressed
ReplyDeleteHappy Thanksgiving
Oh my! Such a heartfelt piece of writing. I can smell it, taste it, feel it wrapping itself about me. A love letter to the earth.
ReplyDeleteHappy Thanksgiving, Grace and cheers to your celebration.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautifully rendered - Wonderful, glorious words.
ReplyDeleteYour poem is a true Canadian feast, Grace! Happy Thanksgiving and thank you for such a gorgeous poem and image. I love the phrase 'the tree is a cathedral / of colors'. Where we grew up there was a tree that was easy to climb because the branches grew round the tree like stairs and we called it the Cathedral! I also love the lines:
ReplyDelete'stain the forest floor with
fat cheeks of ferns,
wild lips of flowers,
& poised coats of mushrooms'
and
'ink my pen
with dew and seed pods
from your autumn harvest'.
Beautiful.....
ReplyDeletewhere simple joys
outshine any shadows of sorrow
stain the forest floor with
fat cheeks of ferns,
wild lips of flowers,
& poised coats of mushrooms
loved this!!
Such a beautiful Thanksgiving poem, and such a wondrous celebration of autumn colours too!
ReplyDeleteThe one good thing about the cooler weather is the beauty of the leaves. Beautiful writing, as always. Have a wonderful week.
ReplyDeleteI just adore "bosom of green and roots of serenity" - this is so peaceful and lovely.
ReplyDeleteOh Grace, this is so graceful, gracious, and full of grace. The words with the photo... sublime!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, these are among the most exquisite images I can imagine in the world of autumn. Gratitude is so fitting. Happy Thanksgiving.
ReplyDeleteDear Grace I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving !! <3 <3
ReplyDeleteI think this is a masterpiece of words and imagery. Absolutely stunning, Grace. I agree with De, I could never begin to quote my favourite lines, though I will say your pen is full of "seed pods". Hope your Thanksgiving was as wonderful as this poem.
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely. I like the images and the beauty the words conjure.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful celebration of Nature's gifts.
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