fall – Rivers Renewed

The Cycle of Life

When leaves fall, my heart is strengthened

breathing in

the cycle of life.

Autumn’s Light

I’m surprised by how autumn’s light still encourages me,

the sun warming tree branches,

a brighter light unhindered

it is a matter of letting go,

isn’t it?

a crisp layer under my feet

we begin again,

refusing to yield

to the coming bluster

of winter wind.

Autumn by the Lake

Autumn by the lake flows within me

infusing my being,

as a slight breeze ripples

over the water.

And in the leaves I sense

solitude releasing

the renewal

I needed.

Finding Myself

When I lose myself in the maple trees, I find myself

looking up, beyond what I know

beyond what I can see,

and for a brief moment

I am spirit,

reaching

into the sky.

Heart Songs Remembered

As I walk through the woods now, there are so many maple leaves descending,

oaks leaves spinning

floating,

finding tree bark to hold onto

then falling again.

Others refuse to let go

shimmering

in the soft autumn sun.

And I realize I’ve known so many heart songs,

of prior seasons…..of heartbreaks,

opening, bringing in the light

gliding into open spaces

and guiding me

with phrases.

So I wonder, and I look forward to

the heart songs

yet to be discovered.

Autumn wordflow.

Autumn Wordflow

Each line, each phrase within, breathing into the rest of me

the transformation of serenity

my eyes scan the blue skies

and sunlight lifts my spirits

as maple leaves inspire,

I smile

with my walk even stronger now.

Choosing to Breathe This Way

Each step seemed to bring me closer to the secret realm, which really wasn’t a secret at all, simply unseen.

This path of peace, this chosen way of light wasn’t always easy,

what treasure is ever easy to find? Worthy,

embracing the forest and yet more

of who I am, was always worthy.

I will always choose to breathe,

this way

stepping lightly

into the realm

of wholeness again.

Softer Layers

I write from softer layers now, preferring the warmth of the sun on my cheek,

filtering through the trees, and layers too of leaves transforming

filling my heart, moving my spirit

into a gentle wordflow.

In the New Day of the Forest

Somehow it was the light through the leaves that caught my attention, I paused…..realizing I could hope again,

I closed my eyes and at first a prayer took shape, and then my wordflow began to be born again.

A poem spun, dancing in the sunlight as I stood amazed,

in the new day of the forest….

In the Brightness of the Autumn Sun

In the brightness of the autumn sun I can sometimes see

through the thinnest of veils,

where time and peace hold a sacred space,

and where I have the beautiful honor

of writing it all down.

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