Autumn and Canadian Geese
 Rosemary Wolf
A season of visible touchable change.
Blessing of the crispness of early morning Air
Movement in the leaves.
The sound under our feet of leaves, gone from there branches.
Summer ended, yes, my grandchild Huntyr gone home
A time of migration
Wings and voices calling overhead.
Yes, this morning
Blessings from the voices of Canadian Geese
Reminding me that sometimes they too
Lose one of their own on the journey of Life
I find comfort in their Voices
Calling overhead
The fact that they never travel in less then two
Sitting and staying if one is passing or sick
I find comfort in their Voices
Life moves ever on
Blessings from voices of Canadian Geese
Leaves, of the pumpkins turning shriveled and gray
These too a reminder of the changing season.
The great harvest and bounty- ok so my tomatoes are still green
Blessing of food from a Divine Creator
From seed, a fullness of life and then too a time for passing.
I am humbled by today
By the vastness and Blessings received from a Divine Creator.
I find a reason to be grateful
This morning for BEING
That is all, with all that it brings to a plate of Life.
The Joys and Sadnesses
The laughter of friends and the family of Humankind.
Blessings of the Great Mother Father Creator
That there are other similar to us.
That we need not fly alone.
Thank you!
Great Creator, Divineness within us
Bless You and Us
Blessing in the voices of Canadian Geese as they fly on together...
To return again...
 Blessings of kindness to Autumn
with it's gentle reminder, of passing and harvest.
Live each moment - the stillness comes
When we Bless the Life, we have.
Live each day, in truthful bounty
The shelter of Divine Love from our Creator Divine.
Many names and paths
I believe they all led us home.
Blessing from the Canadian Geese.
I hear their voices calling for us all.
We do not fly alone.
Rosemary
10.10.07
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