Leaves Of Fire Poem by Jeanne Fiedler

It's autumn,
a blast of orange,
pink, yellow, red
The light is
foggy
the darker part
of life stirs -
becomes
mysterious...

The maples,
the finches,
the crows,
wave gently
flapping
to the light
not stopping
or slipping
keeping a
strong bond
with each
other

Human beings
are cynical
at this time
retreating
in their homes
with their
families

I look at each
leaf
in its entirety
its total
individual
perfection

Our uniqueness
becomes our
oneness
Each of us
a particle of
the whole
universe
where we
turn to for
healing,
hope and
love...