Autum Without Colors

Autum Without Colors

Autums without color

Like lines in a face getting clearer

Like the end getting dark and nearer 

Like wanting to live the life of another

When days sometimes pass

Sometimes smother

Digging inside for what is bright

Need a machete to hack 

Away the overgrowth and blight

Can't understand the struggle when 

I feel like I  been doing right

It is not by brute strength

But by spiritual might

When I am weak

He is strong and gives 

Me Spiritual sight

Lie in my bed pray and grown all night

Got to live as I approach my twilight

Breathing heavy

Like flood waters inhaling a river's levy

The task task task task

How long will they last

A slave to the machine 

That is designed to be mean

Catch a glimpse of myself

In the mirror with a medicine shelf

Autumn in full view 

In the hew 

In the lines of the

Face that defines me

Peace is what I will

Choose to see

If Autum colors 

Are going to free 

To be in me!

Not the best foliage this year, had me reflect on Autumn without color