Pin It Autumn taps at my door.
I listen to it speak in the gently howling wind, which chases the gangs of vibrant leaves huddled together on the sidewalks.
It’s clear in the honking of sluggish geese as they fly in their ragged ‘V’ southward, toward temperate weather—leaving graying skies behind in their wake.
It stands patiently outside my window in the form of a large locust tree; its golden leaves standing amidst a fireworkian displayed background of others in the park behind my house—the view I am blessed to see each and every day.
I’ve watched this grand ‘changing of the guard’ every season of my life, but most recently with this particular tree as it coats itself with a myriad of leaves in the spring, like a newly-dappled collection of Christmas ornaments. It stands and shelters park-goers from the sweltering summer sun June through August. At the closing of the season—and the commencement of the new—it gives birth to an array of vivid colors; golden hues ignite as its leaves flush in tawny bursts in the setting sun.
As I stand at my window and gaze at this solitary marvel, it brings to mind dozens of these changings I’ve seen in the course of my life; I wonder how many more of them I’ll be permitted to take pleasure in. It makes me determined even further to relish each and every one. I breathe in the moment, and as the swirling of autumn leaves rustle around me, I find myself again transported to a time and place which seems not so far away, or so distant ago.
“We go round and round and round in the circle game.”
And in my mind’s eye, I see the young boy who stands amidst a rain of falling color and buries himself in the gloriously thickening storm of nature’s leaves.
Here’s to many more burning of autumns to come, and further rounds upon the carousel of life. Let us enjoy each and every ride we are permitted to take.
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