This poem comes from Autumn Leaves:


Under stout arms of ancient beech,

Beside placid, looking-glass pool,

Lessons that only nature can teach

In the amphitheater of her school.


Ripples run out from cast-in stone,

Obstructed, lapse into still serenity.

‘Tis music on the ear as lesson travels home.

We find peace, balance, and complete tranquillity.

About wfosterwelborn

I was born in a small town in southern Mississippi, but I have traveled the world and completed a career in the U.S. Air Force. I am always exploring and learning new things. From the time I was a young man, I always had the desire to write. With my writing, I want the reader to know that I wish to light a candle in the darkness and hopefully enable others to enjoy life more.

Posted on July 20, 2013, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: