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Slipping into Autumn

Next to spring,
  autumn brings so much color, it is almost indescribable
the beauty lies in the sun light
  glimmering in sultry reflections,
the tattered leaves dying give rise to the abundance
  of a hidden harvest ready for taking then sleep.

Breathing desperate
  holding onto the last promises of seasons warmth and growth
the magnificence of light creeping in thru tree shadows
  lingering and skipping on the branches,
the leaf hues ebb and flow, blending and bleeding
  between the red orange hackle berry and the green paling oak.

Heartbeat of the earth
  pounding with oncoming change of seasons seen before
yet never to be seen the same again
  shedding leaves in wind and rain patches piling on the ground
the sounds and visions of change
  one bowing to another, welcoming and parting quietly.

Soul of the earth
  resurrected by the light  to rise and again be seen
the solace of hope 
  clinging to creation from the mind and heart of God,
the eye of time
  slips in and out waiting and watching.






The human body bears
  the lessons learned harboring deeper messages
the signs of things to come
  that signal new life  and the dreams that rest in wait,
as the shadows fade into the dusk
  and darkness falls soft in multicolored pastel skies.

The spirit remains
   seeking out all that waits fulfillment of the cycle
that turns the world
  revolving in the images of autumn and its resilience
the moment marked in time
  by picture and memory of what was and yet can be.

To see it all again
   in a slightly different light
the embrace of the how and why
  we live, grow, change and age
seeing the world anew
  for the first time slipping into autumn.

One season slips away
   another ready and eager to take its place
the flow of life
  ever changing, ever repeating
the point of existence
  reborn.
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