Fingers of freshening breeze 
tease
under the translucent blue sky
as sun rays,
softer than before,
filter through branches
stripped
of summer’s finery.

Strewn like pebbles in a riverbed, 
acorns litter the lawn -
autumn bounty
for foraging squirrels.

Colors lace the green now
as trees sense the changing light
and choose to celebrate
the waning year.

My heart joins their celebration
as I look to the One
Who created such perfection.

Ecclesiastes 3:11 Yet God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart, but even so, people cannot see the whole scope of God’s work from beginning to end. (NLT)

Photos – Courtesy of my friend, Jennifer, who lives much farther north than I