in Around Town, midwest, Nature, poem 133 Words

and He is love

the beautiful sadness of fall
colors singing proudly
before cascading to the earth
creating a carpet
of emerald crimson and lemon
to welcome the solace and solitude of winter

the humility of each season
is the common theme of the songs they sing
each season happily surrenders its beauty
to the charm and grace of the next
and so all creation sings to the Creator

let us do the same
welcome the constant change
that this life brings
and be alive
to all that must die within us
and be willing to surrender
to all that must be reborn
through confession
forgiveness
and the grace and mercy
of our Lord

"Yes, grass withers and flowers fade,
but the word of our God endures forever." *

and
He
is
light

and
He
is
love

* Isaiah 40:8

5 thoughts on “and He is love”

  1. Carlos and Ruth,

    We have been praying for you, please know that we are lifting you both up to the throne room for healing, peace, and protection. I haven’t been on FB a lot but do peek in from time to time…

    You are both an inspiration, and Carlos, I love this poem about fall—it is my favorite time of year.

    Blessings to you and your family, Denise

    Sent from my iPad

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  2. This is very beautiful, it feels just like the falling leaves of autumn.. “The humility of each season
    is the common theme of the songs they sing”, I love this particularly, that period between seasons is always the most touching I think.

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