White Veil
The last leaves
have prepared to fall,
trusting the designer of beauty
to change the color of their garments
and separate them
from the branch of life.
Faithfully ready
to let go,
to float gracefully to the soil,
a journey directed
by the breath of creation.
November chill,
makes brittle
what was once ripe,
preparing our souls
for December
and the white veil of winter.
copyright 2017 - Donald P James Jr
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