september

Green leaves burn orange;
And trees fall sticks;
Clouds bring rain;
Breeze brings fall.

Time passes,
Slowly in the moment,
Quickly at the end.
Time passes.

And the question,
Avoided,
Unwanted,
Comes to mind.

Am I in the right place?

.

but this feeling is only restlessness,
which comes with transition.
and I know I can rest,
knowing Your heart’s disposition:

to love me
and to have me find my all in You.

\ lea /