Threshold of Autumn

The orange hues

of an early morning

in mid-September

filter their way

to my body, 

my heart 

and my soul.

The gentleness of this light

bidding the day to begin

invites me to begin again

as I stand at the threshold 

of this day.

The gentle light

which will quickly shift

to the dawning 

and fullness of the day

settles 

within me, 

calms me,

speaking of promise,

allowing space 

to breathe and 

to be.