Something in the fallen leaves, Lord...
Something in the fallen leaves
calls me from my path
to wade and splash, dryshod,
through their shallow lake
spreading 'cross the lawn in my backyard
into 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 sighed their last farewell
to summer's longer days;
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,
your path autumn path of peace...
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.
- Both photos by CP
- Two options tonight for musical reflection,
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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