Seems like yesterday I emerged intact from a long, hard winter hibernation, opened the back door, and inhaled the beautiful fragrance of spring lilacs. Not today.
Today the leaves are falling, the pumpkins are ripe, and the apples are crisp. Folks in Minnesota are closing up the cabins, finding the down comforters, and buying the firewood. Instead of lilacs we smell bonfires.
Winter is just around the corner.
Fall is my favorite season. Not because winter is coming. I don’t like the thought of ice and snow and the deep freeze of it all. I like it because for one golden moment Time seems to stand still. It seems to say—
Sit with me one glorious hour and as you sit, think.
Drink in the dazzling beauties of the falling leaves and as you reflect on the glory and grandeur of the majesty of this radiance, as you drink it in, let it remind you to ponder what’s just ahead, around the corner.
Get ready. It’s a cue.
Put away the summer clothes. Get out the snow blower. Patch the cracks in the window frames.
Winter is coming.
Am I ready?
when all October stands
every tree beguiles
the leaf imprint
orange, pink, blue
crimson mercy of my soul
make the Day dawn less brief than it would be if you had taken that road
toward the east or south
the road not taken
so you can see
the pink, blue red grace and stay with it
sit with it
watch it bless
while it sets its feet
in the soul of your saved mind
and makes it
© Barbara LaTondresse – 18 October 1999 – all rights reserved