Autumn Ruminations
I love leaves flying up
from an old pickup truck
down a country road.
I love specimen trees
sheltering old stone walls
with shared glory.
I love reclaimed railroads --
their walking paths indivisible
from the forest floor --
I love a covered bridge
and the leaf-littered creek
cantering beneath it.
I love being amazed
by the variation from
year to year – the scarlet
snake of poison oak, the
pitched copper pennies of
crepe myrtle, the molten
tears of mulberry’s contort --
Not occurring every year
or even concurrently,
but right on time and
never as planned -- because
God owns the details, and
Nature drafts the schedule.
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Martha T. Terrell
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