What is this feeling we feel when Autumn winds begin to blow, sending leaves of summer past swirling to and fro??? Tossing, Twisting, Tumbling in the air as they break from trees they once called home. Some ready, some reluctant to part with warm August now left behind.
What remains are sweet memories of sunlit days and billowing white clouds and birdsong that ushered in the summer dawn. Gone are they now, swept away by the winds of Autumn. They are different from Summer… stronger, cooler and scented with an air of impending change.
This feeling is centuries old and yet every year it is the same. The breeze holds promise too, a promise held deeply inside once fresh green leaves now stained in reds and yellows and gold.
In the depth of these colors our hopes are fulfilled. For in such beauty lies profound understanding that leaves fall… but love remains… a love that protects us from the coming cold.
It is a thought worth remembering as we watch the tumbling leaves. Like ships of bright colors, the leaves sail on the wind.
At last they settle, like a quilt covering the Earth… and.. our hearts with the promise of Spring.