A poem by one of the many poets and artists who shaped my early ministry...
"Autumn is death in life," said my outer eye.
"Color of leafand fragrance of blossom die."
Ynbder time's shealthing, autumn is life indeath;
After this respite, gardens shall draw new breath.
Nothing can hinder, nothing can hasten law.
Look at the garden, look at your heart, with awe.
- Elinor Lennen