The Goddess of Autumn is returning with her treasures and her troops of dark faeries.
Her gaze passes over trees and hills dropping her gold and orange upon them so that slowly
the green shall fade to Atumnal glory. Soon the colors of Summer will slumber;
leaves and flowers will fall away
My Mother is shedding her sun-worn garmets so she may speak to us
Through Natures Bones
Latiarian is bringing in her bounty on russet colored horses with blazing red manes
I see her descending the hill- she drives them hard her equine servants yet they
thrill in wild abandon at the sound of her command
and with each exhalation of her breath she fills the air with the scent of apples and spices.
The thunder of her stallions shakes the ground beneath my feet,
fills my ears with an underworld rhythm until I and the sky release care and rain
Hide away little lovers of day - it is the night of the solar cycle in the Northern Hemisphere.
Your warm lover is receding - mine ascends wearing dusk
Let the veil thin and the faint sleepers slumber deeper
I shall lie awake beneath the moon tonight and watch the spirits pass
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