The Colors of Fall

I just adore this time of year.
The colors are so bold,
it's just amazing.

The light is truly golden
as it shines on all the plants and trees.
Sometimes I notice that the weeds
on the side of the road seem to glow
and look like heavenly beings shimmering
beneath the fall sun.

Even though flower petals
are slowly falling off the flowers
and everything seems to be shriveling,
I see so much beauty in a withering bush.

The colors hold onto the flowers,
the flowers hold onto the grass,
until eventually
they all fade away.

I love watching their desperate grip
and then seeing the resolve
as they all release their tight grasp.

So much strength in letting go.

The trees are like little surprises
waiting to greet us each day with new colors.

One moment the leaves are green
and before you know it,
they are yellow.

Until one morning it seems that
almost suddenly
they are a brilliant red.

You have to look fast
or you will miss
each leaf as it tumbles to ground.

I admire the tenacity of the trees,
How they almost irreverently give into
the colors of fall,
rather we stop to admire them or not.