Impatiently we await your arrival,
October, most favored month of the year.
September teases, foreshadows,
Your brilliance; your orangeade gold.
Luxuriant, intoxicant, provocative,
Deeply we drink your medicine; we steep ourselves,
In splendored awe, whenever our gaze looks upward,
Into impossible spaciousness, your blue canopy, your crown.
Our breath draws deep, full of you,
Your essence, fragrant, brash and bold,
Pricks our affections, our sensibilities.
October air crisp, awakes us, awakes possibilities,
Like so many autumn leaves cast adrift,
Frees us from Earth’s hold.