AUTUMN LEAVES

Father Frost did this

Brought his gift of color here

Silver sparkled breath.

All the land reflects

The coolness of his grasp

Leaves to color turn.

Orange, red, gold, rust

Dancing in the sun and wind

Delighted we gaze.

Then drop to the ground

Making tinted. soft carpets
Children jumping in.

Sad to see leaves go

But tired trees need to rest

Hibernation time.

They will bloom again

When seasons have journeyed round

Our Creator's gifts.

Corinne H. Mustafa

Feeling Fall

Today, as I walked from my car to the bank, I felt the first hint of fall.  There is one moment each year, when the temperature settles, yet the sun still warms the pavement.  A bare perception of moistness in the air refreshes the soft afternoon stillness and signals the end of summer.  There is a promise of cooler evenings and unhurried mornings; of a steaming cup of coffee, enjoyed with the morning paper. A leisurely walk with the dog as the sun spills soft color over  the eastern hills.  This moment isn't a time that can be pinpointed, or circled on a calendar.  It is when God, ever so subtly begins to stir time.  It always takes me by surprise, but for as long as I can remember, I always notice the change.  It’s as if it’s a special little gift that God surprises me with each year and it can happen anytime between July and October.  I've grown to expect this event, but I can never predict its arrival.  I always feel as though God is reminding me that He is in charge and I can’t rush the change of the seasons.  It is such a special moment, and was even more meaningful today, when a dried Sycamore leaf swirled down in front of me, brushing gently against my cheek; like a kiss from heaven.

Written by

Paula Glauber

Thoughts of Other Writers About Autumn

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
George Eliot

Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower.
Albert Camus




Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
John Muir

No Spring nor Summer Beauty hath such grace
As I have seen in one Autumnal face.
John Donne
Elegy IX--The Autumnal.

Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.
Elizabeth Bowen

Every season hath its pleasures;
Spring may boast her flowery prime,
Yet the vineyard's ruby treasures
Brighten Autumn's sob'rer time.
Thomas Moore
Spring and Autumn.

There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold,

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.

Robert Frost

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Shared by 

Corinne Mustafa.

Foliage

In California where we don’t see much foliage

Dimmer colors mark the leaves’ autumn adieus
Still I find some really lovely hues
Outside my bedroom window in gilded leafage.

My front yard birches yield golden plumage
The  morning sun and brightness will diffuse
In California where we don’t see much foliage
Dimmer colors mark the leaves’ autumn adieus

Season following season in its yearly passage

Temperate cold of California which the freeze subdues
Warmer days of winter our climate construes 
We need not endure wintertime cold, windy pillage
In California where we don’t see much foliage.

Written by

Corinne Mustafa