Barren Branches Poem by Rightly Considered

Seeing autumn leaves, falling from the trees

The loss so great! ... my heart it faintly pleads

Why the cold must come, and summer months be gone

To watch the barren branches, a piercing sorrow lances



But wiser words have told me, my memory recall

That some bright thing is coming, coming after fall

This is not a stripping, of unwilling trees

But merely an undressing, for washing in the breeze



I should call to mind the wisdom, the wisdom of the world

And realize the Master, has on his blue globe hurled

Every needed lesson, and winter months to bring

Our thoughts back to the blessing, the blessing of a spring



The leaves that I am missing, I miss for the shade

Not realizing they are falling, for the sun to make its way

Through now barren branches, to my face nipped with cold

To warm the every traveler, as he through winter strolled