Autumn Leaves and Commonday Miracles

It turns out life is simpler than I thought
Commonday miracles bloom around me
Hope on the wind but somehow I forgot
The only way to live free is just be
And take no thought for anything but now

What is my place in the universe
And is it for me to say?
Can I make my place better or worse
From one to another day?

The answer always comes to me somehow
That letting go is what to do
To float like a leaf on the autumn wind
It seems not up to me nor you

We autumn leaves ought not be caught and pinned
But sail the day with a sense of play
As into dust at dusk we pass
Along with summer's waving grass
Under soft snow as we fall away

Eternity begins for us today

+Steven Curtis Lance



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DEAR STEVEN
STEVEN IS STEVEN IN EXPRESSING BEAUTY OF MATURE
SUPANI

I love the fall....
That is a beautiful picture married to your words!

Thank you, dear friends old and new. I love the fall too; it has always been my favorite season. We have Santa Ana winds here, about which I have written many poems over the years, the breath of the desert coming over the mountains to shake down the avocados from the tree. This is the time when they sky is clearest, and I can see how many stars there really are.

My books, it occurs to me this morning, are full of Santa Ana wind poems; it is a feature of the weather and of life here where I have always lived which affects me deeply.

Good to have you with us, Manson Dust; I'm always happy to make a new friend and gain a vital new voice here in our circle. Your presence among us gives us life, and makes us better. Thank you for coming to be among us here.

Respect and solidarity,

+Stevie

The Tao, going, floating, moving with, letting things go their ways and with them fly too

The trees here are so beautiful here too, so brilliant, so rich in colour, and active, vibrant... and all swarms of birds are going south.

don't tell me everybody is sleeping