Life's Journey

Autumn’s Fate

Leaves falling like the rain,
Wind softly blowing;
Crisp air that breaks the dawn
And whispers love’s refrain.

Deer feeding on the lawn,
Eagles soaring high;
Water’s clear reflection,
Tomorrow’s day undrawn.

Changing, ever changing,
Hues of gold, take flight;
Prophetic winds proclaim
Winter’s awakening.

The season’s knowing fate
Transforms once again.
With awe and fearless faith,
It fades, and God creates.
    
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