[Baut Images: Bumblebee and Canadian Goldenrod]
I can feel it in the air,
Taste it on the breeze.
Apple and cinnamon,
Pear and pumpkin spice.
All the lovely flavors,
That make this season nice.
Bumblebees and honeybees,
Flying through the air.
Searching for the nectar,
And all the pollen that's there.
It's written on the winds,
It's written in our souls.
Autumn's all around us,
So let the love just grow.
It's written on the winds,
It's written in our souls.
Autumn's all around us,
So let the love just grow.
Let the love just flow...
Roger Allen Baut
Once again this offering is made in
'triplet' form. Image, poem and video.道⊱
'triplet' form. Image, poem and video.道⊱
"There's no beginning,
There'll be no end..."
...from another place and time
