There's
something different, Lord,
these crisp October days
- something different in the sunshine...
Old Sol, up in the sky,
assumes an arced autumnal angle,
warming a true lustrous glow
on branches brushed with beauty,
on leaves alive in light
no
summer's green could ever match...
The light's above, Lord,
but I would swear the
leaves are glowing
from within...
In my reverie, the trees,
still warm with sun soaked in from August skies,
now turn heavenward,
offering up a
psalmody
of color, light and shadows...
Could it be, Lord? Can it be
that summer's warmth and light are rising still,
in praise of you, their maker?
Driving down long, arbored roads
I find the glow is here and there,
not everywhere and -well, of course!
it's the evergreens -
backdrop for October's gift,
of glowing leafy
finery...
Your light's above and all around,
from
every angle shining
and from deep within me, warming
to the depths of who I am...
I join the prayers of trees and
leaves
and lift to you a psalm to praise
the beauty you reveal, Lord,
the beauty that you are…
There's
something different, Lord,
these crisp October days,
- something different in the sunshine...
And for this - I give you thanks...
Amen.

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