It’s been months since I paid any attention to the long-lost autumn leaves that are lying in the grass alongside the roads and paths that I walk on. The glorious colour they impressed me with when they fell is nothing but a memory now. Then again, have you seen what frost can do to a leaf on the ground? This morning, every vein of every leaf is highlighted in white—the intricate patterns stand out in shimmering relief—and once again my eyes are drawn in renewed wonder. A few weeks ago, I would have told you that these leaves were far beyond their glory days. This morning, they shine unexpectedly with a new and different kind of glory. Our Creator can make beauty shine from a pile of dead leaves, and anywhere he wants, and long after we’ve given up hope of it ever coming again.
Another Chance
The leaves of autumn
Long since fallen
Dry and brown
Across the ground
Are now alight
With something new—
The frozen work of last night’s dew
Outlining all their patterned ribs
And in the morning light it gives
These fallen leaves another chance
To shine
“He has made everything beautiful in its time.” – Ecclesiastes 3:11
Great thought! Thanks for sharing.
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Seth, Thank you for sharing this poem and the scripture verse from Ecclesiastes. Many people find Qoheleth (The Preacher) which many believe was Solomon, too negative. Those people usually have not read to the end and found his clincher which is the whole point he’s rising to from the first verse to the end. Have a blessed day Seth.
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Beautiful! Thanks for the reminder to notice the even the smallest gifts God has given us.
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This poem flowed so beautifully and directed my thinking to hope that a person in their 70’s might still be useful in glorifying God!
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Amen! Psalm 92 says that “The righteous will flourish like a palm tree…they will still bear fruit in old age”
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Seth, your thoughts in words have given me glimmers of joy and pathos when my days seem so dull and ordinary. Thank you.
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Marcia, I’m so glad. Most of God’s work is done on ordinary days through ordinary means. May God bless you richly today!
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