last autumn sail
clouds dark
within the shadow of clouds
a light chill
draws a quiet wind
between
sky and river
a last autumn sail
movement up a slow river
a soft dream
life
across a portal of death
is a soul at rest
river water
and no rain
a moment to belong
before
tomorrow breaks light
upon
a long way into rhyme
and lost words
upon a current’s refrain.
- jude