Autumn thoughts

I was sitting at breakfast, enjoying a rare, cloudless morning sky and wrote these. enjoy.

With a stiff blast over many hours
You’ve blown clean and fresh
Into our sunrise today.
Bar trees stand against
A chilly blue sky.
Ah, late autumn!
Our soggy ground has a respite
To breathe.
The gloomy grey clouds part
To reveal the blue sky
Which was there all along.
Oh, Lord of both blue skies and storm clouds,
Teach me to live in the reality
Of your ever-present hope as
Seen in the blue sky…
Even when all appears gloomy
Let my heart exult in the veracity
Of Your hope.
Ever fresh.
Ever true.
Ever present.
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Quietly, sodden in the grass
The big maple leaf lies.
Its journey is not yet over.
What began last winter
As a bud on a branch…
Waiting…
Waiting….
Until spring’s warmth and the Creator’s signal came
For growth and coming into the light.
And so, the leaf unfurled and stretched
Toward the sun.
Faithfully conveying nutrition and light to the
Trunk and enhancing the life of the tree.
Now, the task completed,
The season over,
The leaf obediently casts itself to the earth.
Now awaiting its one last task;
Enriching the earth beneath its tree.
A full cycle
Lived correctly and faithfully
Caused benefit and growth to the life of the tree.