a poem in response to "words"

i was moved and i accepted Susan's invitation, creating this poem:

see my tender grief break
here
in a red and yellow
autumn house

let hope rise after waiting

wake early
gently
to wind music
singing the ancient hymn

taste sweet joy
hungry, aflame heart
meet warm love
cold sky darkness

there is enough

fly light
flow like liquid blue
journey with open arms
go empty