Autumnal days

The new season is upon us now.  A rather enchanting breeze is shaking shaggy tired heads of maples and black oaks, and sassafras, willows and sugarberries are turning thin and sparse in leaves.  I love these feelings of wonder and joy so proper of the pre-autumnal season, when the land starts its needed slumber, and the atmosphere conveys this delicious tinge of winter and there is this awareness of something inexplicable, and extraordinarily glorious transpiring as your perceptions awakens to God's creative powers in Nature.  My heart doesn't love farewells, yet I still find a reflection of my soul in the vanishing of life. 

My heart embraces the hope that autumnal days bring.  I walk in the garden, and wait for the falling leaf.  October's enchantment swirls around me.  Like a grasshopper's song I hear it.  High in the maple trees its voice rings. I am a dancing autumn leaf, a locust slowly grinding the silence that October brings under a moon waning and broken, and tired with summer.  Over my soul October murmurs its benediction, while I gaze at a garden so ready to sleep.  I welcome you, autumn!

I can never seem to have enough time of my days to enjoy my little life thoroughly and deeply.  There's so much my senses want to drink-in, and feel, and hear and... live!  Days are magical.  The heat of summer has receded and cool breezes sway away the garden to a sweet sleep all day long. I hear the crows preparing their winter dwelling places somewhere deep in the woods and I want to follow them there... follow them into the woods, which these days are starting to thin out, letting extra sunshine soak its floors in light and magical goodness.

And then, it is not the moon, oh I tell you... it is the begonias enchanting my heart; still beautifying the gardens as they are, in their deep pinks and salmon shades, and my little world had deposed its summer garments and it is wearing the colors of cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon. Oh I am an October child for sure! By right of birth, and by right of the soul...