The Fall of LifeA Poem by MargaretNo one told me it was Fall. No one needed to. The cool light breeze might have told me. I turned my collar up, pulled my jacket tight, Sat on the park bench taking in the wondrous sight. The light breeze boasted Its heavier Fall air; Spring and summer colors fading away; Some plants preparing to die"as expected; Others lay to rest, to be later resurrected. Fall dons a color all its own. And there I saw it.
In the tree close by, full in splendor and majesty. I watched a leaf fall gently, proud of its golden descent. Having been chosen for a purpose"no sin to repent. For It had been faithful To its calling, Providing beauty while waving in shades of green, Hiding the sun to shade children at play; Glistening with God’s majesty on a rainy day. But now Leaf is falling, Gracefully, ever so slowly. Giving up Its life of purpose in the changing tree. And now I ponder: Have I been faithful? Have I glistened in my calling? Have I provided? Am I"an aging soul"gracefully falling? No one told me it was Fall. No one needed to. © 2015 Margaret |
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Added on November 12, 2015 Last Updated on November 12, 2015 |