Carpet of leaves
Rose up overnight
Blanketing my yard
Covering imperfections
Hiding anything left behind
Carpet of leaves
Funeral shroud of summer
End of this life cycle
Leaving behind branches bare
Preparing for new possibilities
Carpet of leaves
Herald of winter
Time to sleep
Sleep to renew
Awaiting what is yet to be
Food for the future
Carpet of leaves
Leaving behind what has been
Letting go of what was
To make room for what will be
Release my grip on the past
Let what has been
Become the food for what will be
Mike
Thoughts, ramblings and reflections of Mike, a United Methodist pastor and co-district superintendent Tri-State district of New England Annual Conference
About Me
- Mike Davis
- I am a United Methodist pastor. My wife and I job share. We have job shared since 1979. Currently we serve as co-District Superintendents for 74 churches in Maine, New Hampshire and Massachusetts. (A District Superintendent is like a district manager.)
1 comment:
I really like this! If it's the leaves at our house, the poem might go more like this (haiku style):
Big carpet of leaves
More and more falling each week
Overwhelming task
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