10/23/07
These pathways in the sky
Roads stretch for all my sight
Turning autumn evening to gold
And changing every light
A certain dreamlike air
With golds and blues and greens
Sits and quiets me
and just touches autumn leaves
A vividness not shown,
Nor seen before right now
Lends itself to red
Till softness steals down
The blues and greys and whites
Seem painted on a screen
Stretched over all the earth
While orange-gold colors keen
Death is felt and imminent
But peace and glory too
Hope and sorrow, love and joy
All seem to come from you
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