Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.

Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go

In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird

Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,

Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.

The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.

Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that

Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals

Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light

On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while

On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.