autumn

it is true
as Tolkien writes that all that's
gold does
not glitter
and that all who wander are
not lost.

it's a powerful poem of few
words.

sung to the old.

deep roots not being bothered
by frost.
dead ashes stirred
bringing the fire
to life again.

it would be a shame to give
in
to wrong turns of the world,
the narrative
not one expected,
to set
the book

down and read no further.
fear not the autumn of life,
instead
go bravely,

be bold.