Spreading her cloak of red and golden leaves

she comes, heralding fecundity

the bounty of the good earth

ready for harvest

 

Her cloak billows out and the trees understand

mimicking her colours in the long winding down

as Nature relaxes, settles

preparing for bed

 

Bring in the gifts

of God to His people

fruits and grains and vegetables

store up the good things

in time for the cold night

 

Autumnus moves on

touching the land and the water

leaf and plant and vine

drawing forth the last blessing of the year

 

Put on your gloves and scarves

feast on the earth’s blessings

warm soup, crusty bread

apples and pumpkin pie

settle in for winter’s sleep.