There is something inexplicably provocative about a Chinook darkened sky stretched across the western horizon pushing up against the sun rising in a clear blue sky to the east.
There is something beguiling about trees standing naked, limbs exposed, their branches bare of autumn splendour. Their sun-cast bodies create a filigree of negative space that fills the gap between the sky above and the earth below.
The forest floor is covered in dry and brittle leaves now. Slowly, they are turning back into themselves in a never-ending cycle of life flowing into death only to be reborn again in distant days yet to come. Once summer’s shade, they lay quietly fading from gold and rust to dank brown and black. Nature’s compost in the making. Their dying bodies will protect the roots from winter’s harsh breath. Their decay will nurture the soil in anticipation of a future spring.
I walked in the woods this morning.
I listened to the wind and the trees and the birds. The hum of traffic not far in the distance. The sound of the leaves rustling. The grasses hissing as I passed through their expansive nature.
And beauty wrapped me up in all its glorious sights and sounds, textures and smells.
And Nature whispered, “Come dance with me.”
And I danced.
Namaste
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Flight of Autumn Fancy
By Louise Gallagher
And the wind blew
and the leaves flew
and the trees stood tall,
naked limbs stretched out wide
to touch the sky.
And Nature whispered,
“Come dance with me.”
And the trees swayed
and the wind blew
and the sky soared
and autumn’s golden light
wrapped the world in beauty.
Dare Boldly 
Autumn is one of my two favourite seasons
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Mine too Joanne! ❤
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Wow, Louise! I can feel the serenity in this piece. I love the poem and the photo you paired it with 🙂
We need more of this kind of feeling in the world. Mother nature never disappoints!
I hope you are well! Stay safe ❤
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Thank you dearest Lorrie.
ANd ys. We do. The photo was on my walk yesterday morning – the light was stunning. I share another one from the walk on my post today. Along with some flowers I painted –, I am seeking calm and peace of mind as my mind is full of some rowdy party-goers who refuse to go home to bed! 🙂
But… I am well. We are healthy and cocooned in our lovely home together.
I trust you are well my friend. I am praying for your entire country today and the weeks to come.
Much love my dear Lorrie.
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Ah! Thank you Louise!! I believe we will need those prayers en masse!! It feels like we have been waiting for today…FOREVER! And yet I have never seen a year go by quicker…or seem to drag on hopelessly!! So many contradictions!
Keep making your art Louise…keep seeing the beauty in our world and sharing it…it is SO NEEDED!!
Much love and light 💜
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Loved it all but for the chinook. Never a fan of them when I lived there – always got a headache and was “off”. Stellar poem!!
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My beloved suffers the same way under a Chinook arch Bernie. me. I just love the wind and warmth but then, I don’t get the headache so it’s easy!
And thanks re the poem. ❤
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Beautiful. From that image to your lovely poem. Dance away!
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Thanks my friend.
I am dancing! hope you are too! ❤
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