“And their leaves are for healing." Ezek.47
Oh the wonder of autumn leaves
In their rain of color and hue
Reds whirling and yellows twirling, countless shapes unfurling
Against a canvas of blue.
They glide, they plunge, some flip, even lunge or playfully turn over and over
So delicate so quietly they fall and drape the forest floor with cover.
Each leaf in its flight is as much an individual as I and my journey as brief a journey as theirs. 10/15/2010 Conversations Within ts (NC Mountains)
Just me trying to be honest with God.
