An Autumn Morning

Early morning mist.
Sun glancing obliquely through the trees,
sparsley leafed,
shimmering on dewy grass.

Fallen leaves in golden hues
lying becalmed
inviting us to wonder
at nature's gifts,
and filling us with cheer
before the dreichness of winter
dampens our spirits.

And when the mist lifts,
the sunshine bathes the park
in a golden glow
and the city comes to life.