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 leaves disappear from 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 an Autumn sky there is life moving as all things 
  Must die.
                                   Keith Garrett