By David Roth
© 7 October, 2003
Like a tiny wind-borne boat
Floating on the breeze
Cast off from its lofty perch
High among the trees
Down the tiny vessel drifts
Gently spinning round
Riding waves of fall’s chilled air
Slowly to the ground
Lonely splash of russet brown
Tipped in harvest gold
Painted nature flown to land
Wondrous to behold
Followed by another sail
Leading others still
Autumn’s wind swept blizzard
Soon the skies to fill
Blaze of orange, flash of red
Yellow, gold and green
Shades and textures, rich and bold
Nature in extreme
Down the leaves of autumn fall
Blanketing the ground
Grand, majestic tapestry
God’s theater in the round
