Posted for a variety of prompts:
ABC Wednesday (“M is for . . .”)
Easy Street Prompts (“strategic response’)
Matinee Muse (“a matter of trust”)
Meme Express (“Grouch Day”)
Three Word Wednesday (“delicate,” “jaded” and “night”)
Thursday Challenge (photo – “autumn”)
Today’s Flowers (photo/s)
Totally Optional Prompts (internal rhymes)
Word-Filled Wednesday (see Scripture – below)
Wordless Wednesday (photo/s)
“M” is for . . . Maples and Monuments
Photo c2008 by Nickers and Ink
“… for the joy of the LORD is your strength.”
So maybe it isn’t macabre at all
To treasure the loss of the leaves, as they fall.
A matter of trust,
For tumble they must,
Like ashes to ashes
Or dust to dust –
For delicate dying is autumn’s own call.
The brightest of colors are saved for the last,
We cherish the fanfare, the season’s best blast.
As forests ablaze
Captivate and amaze,
We’re borrowing days
To welcome warm rays.
Alas, by contrast, the performance has passed.
The jaded among us may doubt our delight.
We leap in the leaf piles and nuzzle at night.
Our hope is not lost
By first sign of frost,
Nor dashed to the ground
With branch-breaking sound.
Strategic response invites favor from fright.
Our lives are as leaves, clinging close to a limb,
A whispering whim, and our chances are slim.
Still, be not afraid,
For fear’s a charade.
With wonders displayed,
He comes to our aid.
And though we may fall, we may call upon Him.