Glorious autumn draws
rainbow colours into its pot of gold.
Birch and maples brilliant as sunshine sweep the landscape
like a painters brush gone wild which also drips dappled
accents amongst the green coniferous trees.
This mystery of photosynthesis
orchestrated by God reflects his delight in renewing creation
and brings joy to ones soul.
Nature bursts with this last splendour of autumn
and in a rush, wind scatters the gold
to be crushed under foot,
lost to decay on the forest floor.