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The Autumn leaves do wither, but there’s beauty in their dying
And their use is just beginning on the ground on which they are lying
As all these leaves will feed the trees
Which give such good abiding
The Winter snows weigh heavy and the trees exposed are bowing
But underneath th’enshrouding mantle are new lives in the growing
And all these seeds will become the trees
Which give such good abiding
So now our autumn is upon us and our Winter lies ahead
And like the leaves our hearts must build new ones in their stead
So many leaves must feed the trees
Which give such good abiding
Let us not forget the seasons are all cyclic in their quarters
Life’s Spring will soon return anew and with new loves rich reward us
And so these seeds become the trees
Which give such good abiding
(circa 1985)
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