There’s a stillness that is Autumn
on this crisp October morning.
Even geese are silent and
I wonder how far South they’ll choose to fly.
At the moment day awakens
Mother Nature gives a yawn, then
she flexes magic fingers
and throws colors at the hills and the sky.
From the trees on the horizon,
leaves become undone. They drift like
amber snowflakes to the ground.
How dazzling they become before they die!
(because I believe it is His plan to give us the most colorful season right before He delivers the most stark one)