Every evening sky, an invitation To trace the patterned stars And early in July, a celebration For freedom that is ours And I notice You In children’s games In those who watch them from the shade Every drop of sun is full of fun and wonder You are summer...
And even when the trees have just surrendered
To the harvest time
Forfeiting their leaves in late September
And sending us inside
Still I notice You when change begins
And I am braced for colder winds
I will offer thanks for what has been and was to come
You are autumn...
And everything in time and under heaven
Finally falls asleep
Wrapped in blankets white, all creation
Shivers underneath And still I notice you
When branches crack
And in my breath on frosted glass
Even now in death, You open doors for life to enter
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The poem and video are SOOO pretty! Makes you think of the never-ending circle of life... *sigh*...
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