His leaf also shall not wither.
And whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.
Beautiful autumn golds come hither.
Your leaves may fall now but in spring you will be all the stronger.

Do not concern yourself with winter’s bare bough.
Live now for autumn splendour.
Think not of feeling good but bring attention back to now.
Do not worry if you do it well, do it anyway, you are no offender.

In the long autumn night I attempted to be in the present.
My mind wandered to future worries, family and work.
I had tried and I had failed and lost the calming scent.
But the task I must not shirk.

Every time I try, I fail.
And then with prayer I repeat the call.