Dawn hides and hesitates.
Evening light quickly fades
As autumn descends upon
The high desert.
Zucchini and tomatoes cling to vines,
Though fronds brown and curl.
Vibrant yellow rabbitbrush fades to feathery fluff
As blustery winds the tiny parachute-seeds unfurl.
Patches of brilliant orange-red leaves
Flame against dark evergreens.
Golden aspens dance and sing
In the crisp fall breeze.
Mountain peaks don a mantle of white.
In this season of death and decay
The Creator decorates all nature
With incredible splendor on display.
Though this mortal tent be worn and wobbly
In the autumn of my life,
May the Master wield His mighty brush
And paint His beauty within me,
Glowing for His glory, a testimony of His grace.
- Yvonne Kays