do you fall like leaves
or lift like birds in autumn
holding up the sky
autumn fell golden on the sunwarm shoulders of earth
and i found myself saying to the blue sky so large,
"how willing you are
to take the glittering red leaves,
how close to heaven you become walking this
wild ladder of simmering black birds.
how perfectly we forget
the world is a cold stone
when looking up becomes a prayer
and birds holding up the sky,
looking down
see each of us as brimming drops of light;
until every ones thirst
is satisfied."
a chance to gather like the shimmering light
we all are.....
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The reassuring thing is that after the leaves have fallen, their bare limbs are there to lift up the sky along with the birds.
Posted by: annie | November 22, 2013 at 12:27 AM
Yes, of course! ;)
Posted by: Mark M. Redfearn | November 22, 2013 at 01:23 AM
How lovely to catch the shimmering light on these autumnal days, and what better way of reflecting it but to share here in haiku...x
Posted by: Susan Fox | November 22, 2013 at 03:49 AM
Think I do both, falling and drifting on the breeze. But when the geese fly overhead there is that wish to soar, to fly! Wonderfully graphic photo and the Haiku id so very descriptive! Have grand weekend!
Posted by: Cathy | November 22, 2013 at 05:13 AM
Your words are so beautiful, they lift me up!
Posted by: Cynthia | November 22, 2013 at 06:33 AM
You talk to the sky too? How very much alike we are!
Posted by: magicalmysticalteacher | November 22, 2013 at 07:23 AM
Your words put me up with the birds!
Posted by: Reading Pleasure | November 22, 2013 at 07:35 AM
I feel lifted on this rainy November morning… bare branches lifted towards heaven in praise of nurturing water. Thank you for your words as always wise Rebecca. It is NOT too late to add a few words of gratitude to this year's quilt if you feel so moved.
Posted by: Laura Hegfield | November 22, 2013 at 07:38 AM
Seeking balance so I am both rising and falling as I inhale, exhale.
Posted by: gemma | November 22, 2013 at 08:13 AM
Beautiful Haiku and awesome photo Rebecca. Wonderful weekend to you.
Posted by: Gloria | November 22, 2013 at 08:35 AM
Beautiful Haiku and photo. I will set myself in this place today, and try to recall it in days to come. Grandfather Sun shines here as well after an absence for many days. Seems like He takes a short vacation in November.
Thank you for giving us this place to honor Nature and each other.
Peace
Posted by: spadoman | November 22, 2013 at 09:06 AM
I lift like flying birds as I appreciate and enjoy the wonder of autumn's blessings! Such a beautiful picture and sentiment, Rebecca!
Posted by: Dawn @ AlterEgoMexicana | November 22, 2013 at 09:53 AM
Lift me up with the birds and with your wonderful words!
Posted by: Wabi Sabi | November 22, 2013 at 12:20 PM
there is always something soulful and magical when one looks up...into the now barren branches, swarming birds, crayon colored sky... or up above an industrial skyline to the morning moon.
x...x
Posted by: Stephanie | November 22, 2013 at 08:02 PM
aaahhhhh ... YES !!
~~the world can B a cold stone~~
but i feel the warmth
calling
calling
me here ...
{{ i was held
DOWN
to the earth this week
by ~~Computer Issues~~
but
took it as a sign
to Rest
UP ... }}
maybe just maybe
my computer
was
helping me
to find My Balance ...
xox
Posted by: somepinkflowers | November 24, 2013 at 08:12 AM