The Warmth of Fall Trees
There is a rare space in
late fall when the red and amber leaves have fallen. Their colors are warm,
inviting a walk as they make that comforting soft crunching sound under foot.
The hidden colors of the red oak’s bark becomes visible as the youngsters of
the woods hold onto their bright tan leaves. I imagine they are comforting to
each by enhancing each other’s life, with no thought of time passing or judging
the variety of colors created with such freedom of imagination. They remind me
to practice the beauty of their wisdom: holding on and letting go are practices
based upon readiness.
This is part of the Gallery Exhibit that will open May 1st at the Rivers Edge Conference Center in Rocky River.
There is a rare space in
late fall when the red and amber leaves have fallen. Their colors are warm,
inviting a walk as they make that comforting soft crunching sound under foot.
The hidden colors of the red oak’s bark becomes visible as the youngsters of
the woods hold onto their bright tan leaves. I imagine they are comforting to
each by enhancing each other’s life, with no thought of time passing or judging
the variety of colors created with such freedom of imagination. They remind me
to practice the beauty of their wisdom: holding on and letting go are practices
based upon readiness.
This is part of the Gallery Exhibit that will open May 1st at the Rivers Edge Conference Center in Rocky River.
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