Little Treasures
There is nothing like
Finding joy
In one solitary leaf
Of a fall sky
Each tree shedding her coat
Laying bare
Her deepest foundation
Beneath the glory of fading treasures
Moving through time
Leaf by precious leaf
Revealing each glorious bit
That call us to attend
Just one deep breath
One reverent moment
This wispy crisp of a day
Realizing everything we have
Everything we are
All that we will be
Are quite simply
Tiny treasures.
The Life of Mud 