Cycles of Time

Slowly the leaves turn to different browns bright chestnut, mahogany and walnut each glistening with the dew of daybreak a few starting to fall, spinning round and round A chill wind blows in from the north hoar frost hanging, sparkling fingers ice underfoot makes it treacherous and still the colours keep changing Hot sultry sinful summer days wafting scents tantalising noses colourful splashes through the bed crops growing, swelling ears of corn Farmers hard at work bringing in the harvest fodder for the cattle and wheat for our bread a most bounteous feast is spread before us put aside bad feelings and share together Although Spring is the time of Rebirth Autumn gives us the harvest of plenty and so the circle of nature is complete after autumn leaves comes a time to sleep Now the lands lie farrow, resting and waiting soon the snows of winter coating the land the seeds lay sleeping waiting for spring all this, mother nature freely gives to us