Beyond.

RENEWAL

Wading through
damp golden ferns

blood-red leaves underfoot

the Old Way of Nature
teaching artists and poets
remains.

Even on nights
cloaked in the enigma
of autumn darkness,

the pointing-out instructions
are offered in the shimmering air.

Pull your soul away
from the world of red dust
for a time.

Boundless renewal awaits
beyond the city lights

beyond

the

shadowy

treeline.

Frank LaRue Owen