I wrote a poem today, reflecting on God’s goodness through the delights of the fall season. It reiterates the verse in Isaiah that declares “”Holy, holy, holy is the LORD Almighty; the whole earth is full of His glory.” (Isaiah 6:3)
AUTUMN’S BOUNTY
Ripened leaves, wet by fall’s cool rain,
Fills the earth with God’s praise!
Where fiery reds breech the tender golds,
And oranges so drenched, only He could mold
And fashion such as these.
So freely partake of the season’s fruits.
The visions spoil before too long.
Try to catch it in a cup. . .
Drink the sweetness up. . .
And savor every drop until it’s gone. . .
Thanks to Him for His goodness!