Fall ~

As the frost freezes the morning dew, I can see the change in times from summer to to fall. The trees have no say when it’s time to shed the frail fragile leaves in which it’s beauty lies. The colors capture my eyes from red to yellow to a soft orange glow, it’s something magical to watch a leaf fall to the earth below. Why can’t our bodies be so graceful and free as time takes its toll on you and me? The fall captures the slow tumbling of rocks down a river bed, backed by the palette of colors splattered across the mountain side. This time of year makes my imagination endless and powerful with no limits in sight. As the fog rolls in I see beauty in the mystery of what lies beyond the thick blanket which covers the earths floor.