drifting down from tips of trees
still golden soft inside and out
Autumn leaves by nature
Fall dancers hit the ground
call it Given nature
OR how we bend to sin
nurturer in one regard
over-pleaser in the end
settling dirt, an ancient home,
where soft & hard compete
canopy verses underground
'til winter calls retreat
'til winter calls retreat
hardness to the point of death
yet not the end of hope's survival
close your eyes, rest your tries
and trust in Spring's revival
for high in trees isn't the place
the journey travels back to
here in the ground,
with death completing,
there's safety in the yielding
what started green then golden
only to end composted black
the journey travels back to
here in the ground,
with death completing,
there's safety in the yielding
what started green then golden
only to end composted black
is mysterious trifecta
light within the crack
light within the crack
trust the Shepherd took away
what nourished in a season
not because of ruthlessness
rather maturation
what nourished in a season
not because of ruthlessness
rather maturation
be still
& know
in time you'll see
his heart
worthy of
the trusting
& know
in time you'll see
his heart
worthy of
the trusting
Summer sun truly the sum
eternal to the core
fun and love and,
when Day is done,
the only cry will be
for more
eternal to the core
fun and love and,
when Day is done,
the only cry will be
for more
Grace, grace to it!