a Cathedral of Autumn Colour

I bid you “Join me” as we immerse ourselves in the serene beauty of what I perceive as a Cathedral of Autumn Color, captured by the artistic skills of Ian Britton. To accompany the visual bliss of this scene, I offer the words of Elsie Natalie Brady in her work entitled “Leaves." Please permit yourself a moment of reflective joy and celebration as we allow these gifts to minister to our souls' yearnings.


Leaves
By Elsie Natalie Brady


How silently they tumble down
And come to rest upon the ground

To lay a carpet, rich and rare,
Beneath the trees without a care,

Content to sleep, their work well done,
Colors gleaming in the sun.





At other times, they wildly fly
Until they nearly reach the sky.

Twisting, turning through the air
Till all the trees stand stark and bare.

Exhausted, drop to earth below
To wait, like children, for the snow.




IMAGES through the gracious courtesy of Ian Britton, FreeFoto.com