October Light

October light creeps over the fields

Silver dawns,

Mists rising, caressing the gnarled trunks of old apple trees in the orchard

Morning light, gilded by amber maple leaves

Long shadows fingering across the trails

Tickling damp moss-covered rocks,

Morning dissolves

Sunlight darts behind rain-heavy clouds

Peeks out again

Paints the world gold

Orange light of evening

Kissing the damp, brown earth

Like a hopeful lover

Over and over again.