the Fall

the leaves Fall

and trees sing

Autumn songs

the winds blow colder 

and the light 

shifts

Mother Earth 

prepares us

and 

gifts us

with 

change

the Fall leaves

shimmer and

their warm colors

glow

everything 

feels 

different

everything

becomes 

new

Blessed with 

the Fall

We are Thankful

We are Reverent 

And like the wild geese

who travel beyond 

all boundaries

We Rise Above.

by shannondoah

{In Honoring + Memory of Unci Rita,

With All My Heart}