Autumn Alchemy

Autumn Alchemy

He wants to say,  “I need a little help.  Volunteer, please.”

Seems the process is too big for just one, and nature takes over and leaves frustration and puzzle in the palm of my hand.

Trunkless tree of stone casting a shadow as leaves fall upon me and keep me down.  Gold and crimson and the stench of rot come to mind, but not to me.

Greater than what I can consider, forest leaves now in city, and here to stay.  For a day or two they remain, but then are lashed with wind to circulate.

 At this point, I realize that even the small branch is connected, and some force greater than I is directing or dissecting this activity  that holds me down and makes me its slave.


 

Trunk and Fossil

Unlockable secret and  autumn leaves processed by the alchemy of ages and its mysterious that the arrival now of century old secrets come to him, as he holds this fossilized stone in the palm of his hand.  The world around him is dying, and he sounds no alarm.  Tells nobody and this too is alarming.  Takes the fall and hardness as if it is but the purpose of all things.  Alchemy and Leaves.  Leaves him speechless.

Branch Tree
 

“Help, please.”  Am trapped in here.  Leaves in stone and by the formula of nature’s branch tree calculus I am here to stay. 

 

Life –Changing

 

There is no one thing that makes this all perfect.  Yet it is.  Semi-circling seminal life and the drift to meaning comes ever so slowly.

Generations pass.  I find this fascinating that it comes at the end of summer.

Embedded in rock and fossilized.  Autumn Leaf.  Life-shape not disbanded as nature’s pattern resurrects what was.

A leaf.

Now so many and they pile upon me, and suffocation is not a remote possibility, but something we can experience and brings to consciousness.

 Autumn Leaves.

Disbelief And Human Nature

Disbelief is the smile nature puts upon my lips.  Hardened over time, I will not resist.  Nature’s way.  Offer an explanation, but only as science permits.   Must find a balance between life and everything else.  Will let the process justify my helplessness.   Autumn Leaves in Fossilized Rock and with a dna-trace you will find me.  Crossing the generational line and passing it on.  Hardened over time.




 

 Nature’s smile upon my lips. In Life continues Promise.  Yours and mine.

The Divine Classroom

What lessons serve me as I hold this leaf in the palm of my hand?

Earth School has them placing me upon the ground, and in time am covered.

Layers pile up.

Nature is a magnificent machine.

It completes me.

Think.  Grand Canyon Majesty.

With my own eyes.  I have seen it.

Autumn Leaf Falling

Individual hurt and pain is not to be found in the palm of my hand.

I hold this leaf and do not personalize the event.

Aging should not be personal.

Is Nature’s Alchemy.

We should accept it.

Roots down into earth and spreads, taking us with that which makes life possible.

Living in the moment

Enchanted by a single leaf

In the palm of his hand.

Now fossil and we view this on two levels.

Then.   And now.

How lovely.