Memories unfold in the golden leaves.
Walks in fall air.
Water avians preparing for winter flight.
Butterflies shake cocoons emerging beautiful and bright.

This time of year, crisp and clean
Harvest of plenty,
blue skies may be seen.

Campfires.
Early evenings.
Preparing for snow.

Hikes.
Carnivals.
Fairs.
Halloween shadows start to grow.

In this time;
Time of preparing to rest,
Abundances of life may be seen.

Vibrancy of summer flowing into
Autumn.
Reflection and beauty before
transformation into silence.

Echoes of our soul’s earthly trip,
Preparations held in the bright White of Divine.
A winter of it’s own special beauty,
Serene and full of the promise of Spring.

Memories are held here in the colors of fall.
Memories of first hikes full of color and awe.
Memories of leaf fights, clear nights and laughter.
Memories to treasure……

Fall’s splash of color before the end.
Reminders of colors hidden deep;
Colors that don’t often shine as bright
Until the cold reality of winter’s night.

Remembering the colors are always there;
Beauty deep within.
Remembering it is there in every type of weather;
Memories of Divine promise,
Recognizable to all who remember…
Winter is not an end.

Autumn