Whispers flow from the rustling trees
brilliant colors display from the beautiful leaves
branches bow low to the Lord in the sky
Soon they will live, but first they must die.



Sun streaks down to warm from above
Let us know well God's infinite love
He shows it so plain the lesson so dear
First dying to self, then new birth draws near.



Frost like diamonds settles on boughs
extending out to their Creator for they all know
He who formed them will again bring them to life
while most humans all live in discord and strife.



It takes a brief moment for all to see
the beauty God wrought in our neighboring trees
with uplifted hearts with all of our might
to bring everlasting joy, peace and delight.



The miracles shown forth in all God's grandeur
It's a constant reminder to all who remain pure
He fills us with His glory down in our hearts
by viewing His colors of love which will never depart.