Autumn a Poem by Jeremy Matthews

Rise to fall upon the dawning light moving within to begin. Behold the foundation reaps the harvest. Now is the time Demeter grants loves golden branching to spring the leaves fall to Winter. Let all that did not work splinter and fall away for Winter will fall thereupon the teeming Autumn rich with increase and mount the angel's wings on the devils horn all the way through Winter. All that is its circle center within without. Goodwill will come about to sow the circle within without season inside out