~
(Shin-Bet-Tav, meaning to cease, to end, or to rest).
we have had our time,
and on
beauty will always fade
how could it not?
blooms perish, spent,
the once radiant golden rays
that struck unlikely planes
under the vigour of a
searching summer sun
pale to deeply burnished
dulling copper and bronze,
the year tires
and makes ready, one final
chagrined gentle shrug
and her multicoloured coat
dripping with sorrow
slides to carpet our feet,
and we rest
*
© Graham R Sherwood 11/23