Late Summer Meditations II

One golden leaf translucent from the sun, nearly transparent, a thin remembrance of prior glories. Is it stuck in the tree avoiding the final fall, the fall of no return? Or is it only last years’ forgotten memories of brilliance?

The wind shifted and the leaf finally did fall. I couldn’t help lifting up a prayer for the ending of summer, and the beginning of autumn. Let us begin again.

Poetry and Image Copyright © 2021 rivers renewed

20 thoughts on “Late Summer Meditations II

  1. a thin remembrance of prior glories.
    is it only last years’ forgotten memories of brilliance?
    I couldn’t help lifting up a prayer
    Let us begin again.

    I found these lines absolutely gorgeous as they jumped out at me! Beautiful post throughout.

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