Something in the fallen leaves, Lord...
Something in the fallen leaves
calls me from the path I'm on
to wade and splash, dryshod,
through the shallow lake they spread
across the lawn in my backyard
and in the parking lot
just beside the church...
Something in the fallen leaves, Lord...
I love the way
that they make way
for me to pass
where they have passed
and sighed their last farewell
to summer's longer days
and to the shade they gave
in groves they made
for me to rest and pray...
Something in the fallen leaves, Lord...
I love the swoosh, the crunch, the scrunch,
the brittle dirge the dry leaves chant
while laying down their life for me:
their bittersweet surrender,
their letting go that I might know
this simple autumn joy...
Something in the fallen leaves, Lord...
Perhaps it's just the memory
of years gone by
and piles of leaves,
raked in heaps
where I could leap and glory
in their rustling sounds:
whispered psalms and promises
of wintertime and falling snow
and Christmas peace to come...Yes, something in the fallen leaves, Lord,
echoes in my soul:
your gift each year, your blessing,
in the fallen leaves,
your grace...
Protect me, Lord, while I'm awake
and watch over me while I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch with you
and asleep, rest in your peace...
Amen.
For musical reflection tonight there are two options,
both instrumental, the first with a visual component.
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Autumn Pathways by Tim Janis
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Faded Leaves Fall by Gabriel Olafs
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