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| Church and cow in front of a generosity of color |
“A Generosity of Colors”
Fall comes naturally
when the weather grows colder
and mornings are brisk and quiet.
There’s a generosity of color
that Fall creates to bestow a stunning
and magnificent array of beauty
to overshadow the demise of summer.
The trees and plants seem to know
their time has come to release
their leaves and blossoms
and send a message to their roots
to let them go to become
something different
than they were in the summer.
But before winter can claim its soul,
fall clamors onto the stage
with a vibrant flourish of reds,
browns, yellows, oranges, golds
and a mixture of all colors—
all a magnification perfectly aligned
with the sun as it stretches from the east
to west, easing its way during the early morning,
loitering and basking into the afternoon glow
amplifying its exquisite beauty
until it seeps, reluctantly yet resplendently,
behind the western mountains
into utter darkness while we wait expectantly
for morning when fall emerges again, flourishing
and dancing, touting its generosity of colors,
not believing its demise is imminent.














