BENEATH THE AUTUMN SKY


 From up so high life goes on down below, 
 This is so,

 It is seen from above, from the heaven where 
 We are to go.

 Beneath the Autumn sky everything lives and 
 Has its time,

 There's a cycle of life, all things rotating as 
 If it were a dance.

 Watch as the leaves disappear from the trees, 
 Falling together,

 They vanish, crumble and blow away with the wind 
 Always.

 Beneath the Autumn sky there are colors of orange,  
 Yellow, and red.

 Shades of beauty that are here for a Fall season, 
 They soon slip away,

 A cool breeze in the air, animals collecting food 
For a Winter cold.

 Beneath the Autumn sky there is life moving as all 
 Things must die.
                 Keith Garrett