Autumn’s Bounty


When I leaf through

the pages of my seasons,

I revel in Autumn’s shades,

the ambers and blush,

the yellow and gold

of bliss-filled abundance.


The fragrance of life,

undertones of florals and spice,

intoxicate me into a daze

of bewildering vistas,

of places I have been

and people I have seen.


This moment I have paused

to take stock of it all

and remind myself to

be grateful. Not for

stocks and bonds : for

those I have none –


It’s in the talents I’ve been given

to turn brown leaves to gold

and stack wood for the cold,

that abundance has found me.

Hard days and nights I’ve travelled

from where I once began.


Now as cold winds blow,

fire crackles in merriment,

cheered by warm hearts

upon whose rungs I have stood.

I see the greatest gift of all

in those surrounding me.


Autumn leaves roll out new seasons.