Sunday, September 17, 2006

Turning Leaves Messaging Change
By Don Iannone

The leaves know their days are numbered,
as the sun visits them less often
and the stars play tic-tac-toe
much longer into the night.
All those earlier painting lessons pay off,
as the leaves meticulously bodypaint themselves
in rich hues of yellow, orange, red, and rust.
One last hug,
and the leaves let go,
as the autumn breeze lifts their spirits
and gently brings them to rest on the ground,
where they form a plush rainbow carpet.
The glorious fallen leaves,
like the sparkling snowflakes that follow them,
are God's messengers that change is our essence.


QUASAR9 said...

A triple wammy of inspiration!

Don, a Magic weekend to you
playing tic tac toe with the stars

Dan said...

...that change is our (relative) essence...

Dan said...

Total stillness of being comes when
all resistance to movement is absent.

When all resistance is absent,
there is complete stillness, an alive stillness,
a vital stillness which is pure movement
without resistance.


posted by Kathleen @ 7:53 AM 3 comments

samuru999 said...

Beautiful poem Don!
Thank you!
Have a wonderful weekend!

Kathleen said...

So beautiful Don... what warm loving expression of the leaves...

and... ditto what Dan said... :)

serenity said...

"One last hug and the leaves let go."

Magical words, Don. Thank you a thousand times for your beautiful work.

Blessings to you!

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

Very beautiful!

floots said...

autumn does something to us all
this is a great piec which mixes natural observation with a timely reminder of our own mortality
thank you

Don Iannone said...

Thank you Dan, Serenity, Quasar, Margie, Floots, Andrew, Kathleen.

And Dan, yes we have that still point that is our center and around which the winds blows and the world changes. Thank you.

Rob said...

Our real essence doesn't change though.

Don Iannone said...

Rob...thanks. In my way of thinking our true essence is change. No permanent self or personality. All one with the universe that is constantly in motion.

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