I stand witnessing in awe
this scene
The ball
The scattered yellowed leaves
Like a brilliant golden carpet
The leaves
Fallen down now, having done their time
The tree
Still host to many more
The ladder
Inviting me to climb on and explore
The gentle breeze
That’s shaking the yellows
Just a bit.
I stand witnessing in awe
The red and green swings
In stillness
On the other side of the fence.
The tree
Looking like a golden trophy
That Mother Earth has won
Having aced hosting life
Number 1
The blue cloudless sky
Bending over
Stands witnessing in awe of
The butterflies, the red berries, the black ones too
The soft dewy green grass in patches
The patches of bare ground
The black bird with the orange beak witnessing with me
And croaking in awe
Just a bit.
All things interesting ... 