When there are no clouds, you can see with sudden clarity.
The brilliance of the autumn leaves,
the rusty reds, glowing oranges take your breath away.
Fills your heart with awe
at all this abundance of beauty.
How does the dying of some small appendage
of a tree deserve to be dressed in such finery?
Perhaps we too, as we approach the end
should summon up acts and deeds
that shimmer and take the breath of others with their radiance?
For us all, the final fall is coming.
"The betterment of the world can be accomplished through pure and goodly deeds and through commendable and seemly conduct."
Baha'i Writings
