Leaves!

“Leaves will flutter to the ground.
Colorful foliage all around.”

It’s here.  Autumn has arrived. Some people will travel to places like Wisconsin or to the New England states to witness the colorful leaves in all of their glory. They will go and snap pictures to document what they have seen, realizing that some years are more astonishing than others.

Leaves have always been of great significance to me. When I think of leaves, I think of Walt Whitman’s book Leaves of Grass. It is filled with wonderful and thought-provoking poetry and prose. He wrote on a variety of topics but I remember his poem, When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d.  He was referencing the death of President Lincoln which occurred during his lifetime.  It touched him deeply because Whitman had served as a Civil War nurse.  He had seen the horrors of the war and he was moved by his experiences. He found solace by putting pen to paper.

Also, in that hefty volume, he wrote the pieces called Song of Myself. He talked about honoring oneself and finding the beauty of self-acceptance. I would venture to say that he was one of the forerunners of positive thinking which teaches people to love and celebrate themselves.

I used an array of colorful leaves for the cover of my novella, A Golden Leaf in Time Revised. The leaves symbolize Phoenix’s transformation. She goes from being green which represents her being ‘in a pickle.’ She has a serious dilemma. As she evolves, the colors change and she is ultimately represented by a golden leaf. When she has reached this heightened state, she attracts someone who will play a major role in her life and bring her great joy.

Leaves. When I think of leaves, I think of the leaves or pages of a book. Each page offers something new as we seek to see how a story will unfold or as we gather new and wondrous information while turning the leaves of a book.

When we hear the word leaves, we may think of raking leaves in a back yard or walking along a path as we crunch the fallen leaves under our feet. We may think of collecting leaves for a science project or observing the beautiful deep colors of the leaves on a tree. Or, we may recall an illustrious storyteller like Whitman or turn the pages of a beloved book. Whatever image comes to mind, leaves will certainly makes us think of fall or autumn.

Emily Bronte wrote:
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.”

Lynn M.
September 23, 2015

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2 thoughts on “Leaves!

  1. Lovely leaves. I agree, Lynn and you’ve written a beautiful post about them here. The word leaf reminds me of the Dutch word ‘lief’, which means ‘sweet’ and to call someone ‘lieverd’ (pronounced leavert) is a term of endearment. I like how that in turn reminds me of the leaves that I love too.

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