Redemption’s Season

Exhausted leaves falling
Past my window
Pane. Just as ashes
of Jerico, the same.
Division is an end
and new begins.
Goldenrod hues
Remind me of adieu,
Forgiveness remains
Front of my mind,
And nothing stops
The hands of time.
Search for rebirth
And find me in you.
Redemption’s season
Where grace continues

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31 thoughts on “Redemption’s Season

  1. I guess all kinds of things can be read into your work. I didn’t get a political bent when I read the words. I just saw the cleansing effect of the wither and rebirth process. Fall is a great metaphor for that concept. Very well done, Audrey.

    • John, where writing takes another’s mind will always surprise me. Especially in poetry. Poets often hide behind a message too deep to completely understand. Mine, usually, left to the effort of the reader. Either way, I’m grateful to be read. Heard. To be understood, well that always brings tears to my eyes. Always easier to feel less alone, I guess. Rebirth and continuing on is the theme of this poem. I also hoped to seduce the reader into possibilities of the positive. I’m really happy you enjoyed this, John. Thanks for sitting near by..

  2. I’m finding myself staring at this beautiful photo, Audrey. Yes, the poem is delightful (I’d expect nothing less from you, you know), but the picture mesmerizes me. I love the juxtaposition of looking back and looking forward, and in seeing beauty BOTH ways!!

    • I’m so glad you liked the photo. There are moments I feel need capturing and I’m often left wishing I had a proper camera and education in photography. Relieved this came through okay. My poetry came rather quickly, I must admit. My soul needed this one heard, I suppose. Thank you, Debbie, for your constant support here.

  3. “The first female president I vote for will stand for what I believe in.” Just want you to know that I have a lot of respect for that clear, concise statement of principal. Gender doth not make anyone the right one.

    I also like the juxtaposition of the photo and words. It is a good reminder that the road past did have beauty and that there is more ahead. Thank you.

  4. Audrey, this is exquisite. Grace does continue…and we are so fortunate…especially when we are aware of it πŸ˜‰ Blessings of Renewal and Strength to you my dear Poet Sister! Thank You for this Beauty this morning πŸ™‚

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