Poem: Layers of Yesterday

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Standing in front of the towering trees

The girl stared in awe and bliss;

She was fascinated with the cracks, the moss, the bark,

How could nature be so beautiful in the details at hand?

The world dazzled her with the colours all around.

Oftentimes she stood and she stared

Lost in the magic of the falling leaves hitting the lair,

In the contrast of the earthy colours

And the ethereal shades of the early morning sky;

The sun shone and reminded her how amazing 

It was to be alive in that moment in time.

Nudged to slow down, she cried tears of joy,

She rejoiced in the knowledge she was never alone.

Pumpkins, ochres, and dramatic leafy reds,

It was the season to pause and shed the layers of yesterday.

The robin perched itself on the neighbour's gate,

They stared at each other, the girl knew it was fate;

The reminder of the full circle of the dream she had dreamt 

In the night of many yesterdays,

Blissfully aware of the present day. 

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