What is this feeling when Autumn winds begin to blow? Sending leaves of summer past swirling to and fro… tossing, twisting, tumbling in the air as they break away 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 summer’s dawn. Gone are they now, swept away by the winds of Autumn… different from summer… stronger, cooler… and filled with the scent of impending change.
The breeze holds promise too. A promise held deeply inside the once green fresh leaves… now stained in reds and yellows and golds. In the depths of these colors our hopes are fulfilled. For in such beauty lies profound understanding that the leaves fall…but love remains to protect us from the coming cold.
It is a thought worth remembering as we watch those falling leaves … Like ships of bright colors the leaves sail on the wind… falling… falling… and, at last settling like a quilt covering the Earth… and our hearts… with the promise of Spring.
This is Virgil Dominic. Thanks for listening.