Oh Lord, help me
to leave behind my current ways
of preoccupied thought
that Fall has arrived,
gradually turning dull and brown
until the day I drop to the ground.
Please instead
show me the way
of the burning bush
so I too might take in
and stand up
to the searing sun,
the ways of the wind,
holding tight to the limb of life
to my fullest, brightest display.
Allow me to graciously draw
conscious attention,
bringing those near me to
pause and take notice,
so they may one day
hold fond memories of the season
when I added a touch of
color to their lives.
© 2020 HSE
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