BEAUTIFUL TREES OF FALL

In the Fall season, a beautiful tree
Spreads its bright colors, gorgeous and free;
Peers down upon us, looks up from a field,
To beauty so vivid we eagerly yield.

Sporting bright colors, now yellows, now reds,
Trees on green lawns, or near the roadbeds;
On hills or in valleys, in swamps or upland,
For such a short time, it’s a view simply grand!

Bright colors fade, then leaves all turn brown,
Riding on air, they soon will fly down!
Surely we must with pleasure look up,
Give thanks for the colors that now fill our cup!

This beauty is good, and gives us a hint,
There’s something beyond an earthly footprint;
Design and rich insight invade quiet thought,
‘Til close to our God and Creator we’re brought!

Had He not made it, from where would it come?
Something from nothing by chance, random, dumb?
Oh, now may Fall’s colors, so bright and so fair,
Lead to His Book, to faith and to prayer!

-- Poet Les (10-25-07)