Moonlight on the Goldenrod

Walking together in the twilight
Strong mild winds from the south
Summer warmth with a hint of fall

Open spaces stretching before us
Light haze covering the sky
Humid aid enveloping the fields

Thick forests at the horizon
Colors fading to shades of gray
Fragrances of drying summer

Fields of ripe corn and waving grass
Fallen leaves and fading blossoms
Small birds fleeing from night

Our arms reach out to join them
Floating with the wind
Drifting away in silence

Moving weaving together
One then two then one
Holding touching loving

Soft light from a harvest moon
Yellow fields of glowing goldenrod
Magic in the season called September