Death of Autumn & Reading Wright

Death of Autumn

Keep us alive, Keep us alive

By James Metelak

Movement

Leaves falling from oaks in downtown parks

Transformation

In a world of Autumn

It dies.

Blaze of color on blazers and in sunsets

As the breeze speaks of something beyond me.

Impulse and faith

Love and abandon

Or (Is it or?)

Wisdom and practicality

Streetwise with the seasons

The fires burn and purify

The fires burn and we wonder why

As 6 billion people scream for life

As 6 billion people wonder why

And it’s new faces

New ideas but the same old dichotomy

Should I give it all away or live by practicality?

Seasoning

Can you trust experience?

Socrates and Lewis say no.

Learning to live

Learning to sit in mediocrity

Learning to trust

And to work to live under this curse

And the leaves are turning down by the river

The pyres burn as life begins to turn

The winds are blowing soft over tears

Sadness settles in as a piece of the here

Stillness in death

Trees are stripped

A flash of fire as life is spent

And in the death You spark us alive

I don’t know

I don’t have a clue about all this

But the fires are burning

See Also

I’m being consumed

Resignation to santification

Unrestrained running to find You

I just want to find You

Soon frost will be on window panes

Soon ice will still our hearts

Keep us alive, keep us alive

Soon this will end and it’ll be springtime

After Reading Charles Wright …

"After reading Charles Wright, I myself stumble upon a line from Lao Tzu"

By Fred Allen

The way to do is to be,

said Lao Tzu.

Jesus said,

The way to be is to do—or close to it.

11:45 p.m.

Velvet fog on the molehill,

Mel Tormé crooning me the majestic glory:

Do be do be do be do.

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