The essence of nature
Is balance
There is no void
Nature rushes in
All feathers and leaves
Sharp teeth and bones
A richly woven tapestry
To fill the senses.
And what part do I play
In this landscape?
A witness—
Just that.
I am a child of this earth.
Melissa Shaw-Smith 
Very Nice Melissa! You’re back! YAY!
Thanks, Kiki. Well, it’s an inspiring season. Brings out the poet in me.
Thank you! I have been missing that bright golden-yellow of the white birches.
Ann, I think the reason so many people love the fall is that the colors are so warm and uplifting. Always brings a smile to my face in any case.
This is my favorite time of year. Your poem says why very clearly.
Something about that golden light lifts the senses and the heart.
I always relish in fall as seen by others.
Glad to share it with you.
Lovely blog you have here–I found your About especially touching.
Thanks so much for your kind words.
I love that ‘a witness’ that’s so true! I think we like to believe we have a bigger part, but observing all is what we do the most. Very beautiful thoughts on autumn! 🙂
I appreciate your kind words. Observing and paying attention to the natural world around us may seem like an inconsequential job, but it’s really the key to the survival of our world as we know it.
Melissa!.
Your poem is wonderful… the three first verses gave me shivers… and I sighed (probably in agreement with your words) as I read these ones: “A witness—Just that”.
Thank you very much for sharing!. Best wishes to you, Aquileana 😀
Thank you for your kind words. So glad the poem resonated with you.
Love it – it is beautiful being in nature and writing it.
Appreciate your comment, Pearl.
Beautiful poem, and gorgeous photographs. This earth births us all; not once, but many times. Each day we are new creatures, hopefully more graceful and kind.
Thank you for your kind words, and such a lovely thought.