Watching

Watching it all happen
Wondering why it is
Chasing with a mind
Turning a mind away
Accepting the gift
Knowing it is real
Feeling whole again

Excitement

September treads without judgement on the end of summer's ribbon
Its days speak warmly of summer as spiders weeve to cool the night
September's dark hangs longer and its nights weigh blurry with mist
The month will promise excitement when cool nights change the air

The fall wind is blowing chattering all the dry leaves
Some fall free fluttering and tumble to the colored ground
Leaves and geese high overhead both know the world will change
Autumn stirs with this rustle of dry leaves as the grass-fed-geese fly south
Lit homes are warmed beyond the crackle of evening fireplaces
September countryside brings its excitment every autumn
With richer and fuller colours than the city ever knew

Miracle

Yesterday I saw a miracle
I find some every day
They are so easy to spot

They can land or perch in trees
Or sing across invisible distances
Or float weightless across the sky

Now everything I learned so well
At schools before the closing bell
Is lost with words that I can't spell

While everything that I can see
Smiles openly in greeting me
Sitting here beneath the tree