God's Breath

Shadowy images creep in carried on a cold, November wind and easing through the leaved trees autumn gives one last final sneeze as every leaf and even a branch or two fall from the distant forestal yews. Listen well to the howls and cries whispering the song of wonder and beauty of the skies when God and nature blend the seasons with calm messages for change and reason. Should December ease in gentle or wild the snows ice chilled or the days warm and mild remember this song whistling thru the trees God's breath lay in every breeze.