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