Saturday, October 09, 2010

In Autumn Woods

In autumn woods celebrate the reason
We love to embrace this changing season;
Air is chill and swirling winds blow,
Hinting of coming winter’s snow.

Trees beckon to the traveler’s soul,
Let God’s purpose make you whole;
Sit awhile and absorb this peace,
Give aggravations their release.

Immersed in gold and crimson leaves,
Who humbles himself comes and receives;
These woods become an awesome place,
Enjoy God’s presence, seek His grace.

By Elaine Hardt ©2004
Photo by Carlene Hardt ©2008
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