Falling

I.

It seems this year

More than ever

The fall colors are

Astounding me

They call me

To stop 

 Breathe deeper

Slower

Let my burdens fall

I drove up a winding road

Under a canopy 

Of fall foliage 

It felt like a giant hug

An invitation to joy

My heart rejoiced

II.

Walking in the woods today

The maple trees ablaze

Letting go 

Leaf by leaf

Fluttering and falling

To join the ever growing piles

Dampened by the rain 

That my tears

My sorrows 

My loss and grief 

One by one

Would softly fall away

Like the maple leaves

To Become mulchy piles

To feed proceeding generations

© Julie Clark 2021

Categories: Autumn Poems, beauty, Poetry, Seasons, Trees | Tags: , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

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2 thoughts on “Falling

  1. Kirsten Foot

    Thanks you for sharing these!

  2. Leigh Harvey

    Thank you for sharing. I also have wondered this year if the colors seem more vibrant to me–I feel I am not wanting to take it for granted. The significance of the new season of color, death, decay, back to life, cannot be lost. It all has meaning. Thanks Julie.

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