THE MESSAGE IN THE LEAVES

         

   The Message In The Leaves          (in memory of grandpa)

    By  Amarilys G. Rassler                  Dec. 1920- Oct. 2007

                                                          

 

The leaves, the leaves they speak to me,

Of changes that are bound to be.

The happy orange colors shout,

Enjoying winter’s waiting pout.

 

The autumn foliage reigns today,

In robes of golden-red array,

As crowns of amethyst drown their jade,

The cheerful leaves don’t plan to fade.

 

The leaves, the leaves they hum a tune,

A sacred message in their croon,

Of glorying in each moment’s feast,

Of   “carpe diem” in their midst.

 

The leaves, the leaves, they speak to me,

Of present fall I now have reached.

I must not sleep in sweet denial,

For winter awaits, the impatient child.

 

The message of the leaves is strong,

Come help me then, to sing their song.

Embrace this instant, Oh, joy prolong,

But at our winter, leave work for Him, all done!    

                                 

                                                                            

 

“He has made everything beautiful in His time, He also set eternity in the

  Hearts of men;”                           Ecclesiastes 3:11

 

“…no man knows when his hour will come…”

                                                      Ecclesiastes 9:12

 

“I have brought You  glory on earth by completing the work, You gave me to do.”                                                John 17:4