Trees Shedding Leaves

It has been a season of falling leaves from the brilliant colors of autumn where the colors took your breath away and made you want to walk down dirt roads, dog by your side.  The nights brought warm fires outside sitting together with warm sweaters and hot chocolate.  The falling leaves seem to bring a soothing peace to our life.

Then the air turns from cool to bitterly cold.  The leaves have all fallen leaving a barren tree line that seems haunted when silhouetted against the full moon.  There are no secrets now; they have no place to hide.  The cold draws us inside by the window.  We are reflective, reading more, writing more.

We feel content with the grey, not yet looking toward spring but relaxing into a contemplative mood.  The cold seems to take us more inside ourselves.  I read more, yet slowly embracing the words, letting them touch me deeply.  I find Thoreau, Blake, and Emerson appealing and they touch the lost poet in me.  While they are often dark I find comfort in their words.

Like the fallen leaves the winter makes us bare our soul as if we have nothing to hide or no secrets to tell.  We stay up late letting the candle burn low.  The pages of our book unturned as we immerse ourselves into the flame.  The room darkens until only that one flame commands the room.  It is no longer ambiance but a supernova burning brightly, and then fades to black.

In truth, there is beauty in the fallen leaves and trees with limbs laid bare.  They hold an honesty of purpose knowing they have cleaned the slate creating a Tabula rasa, a blank canvas that nature will use to bring leaves back to the trees and flowers to the garden.  Then the birds will return and enchant us with their songs.

Point Of View

We do need to embrace the fallen leaves so that we may lie bare, our true self.  Only then will we find imagination and creativity in our life.  It is a time to embrace who we are and prepare for the abundant gifts that life may bring to us.  This helps us to thrive in our business life with innovation and be a change advocate filled with new drive and energy.  In our personal life spring is the catalyst for renewed love.  It fires a passion to help others and give back to our community.  Most of all it is a time to take a walk down a dirt road with our dogs in tow.


Larry Tyler
Larry Tyler
Awaken the possibilities … then unleash them. After 55 years of successful retail management, I have returned to my passion of writing. I write Poetry, Storytelling, and Short Stories. As a child, I grew up on front porch storytelling. I would sit and listen to my Dad and his brothers tell these great stories that were captivating, and I always wanted to hear more. I wanted to experience the things they talked about. I started writing at a young age and reading everything I could get my hands on. At twelve years old I started a storytelling group and several of my friends became writers or poets. At 16 I hopped box cars and worked the tobacco fields, orange groves, picked cotton, and spent many nights around a campfire listing to life stories. Someone once asked me why I wrote. It consumes an amazing amount of time and I assure you it is not going to make me rich. I write so that my children can touch and feel my words telling of the ones that came before us and the stories they told me. These are the chronicles of our family and even though they come from my childhood memories and are deeply rooted in a child’s remembrance at least they may feel what it was like in the time before them and cherish the things the elders left behind. I am a Columnist & Featured Contributor, BIZCATALYST360 and I have The Writers Café, a group on LinkedIn that features Poets, Writers, Artists, Photographers, and Musicians . On Facebook I have two groups and one page; Dirt Road Storytelling, From Abandoned To Rescue Dogs And Cats, and About Life, Love And Living. As writers, it is true that we honestly do not know what we hold within us until we unleash it. When our words inspire others only then will inspiration return to the writer. I will spend my twilight years in search of the next story, the next poem, and the next image. I will take the time to enjoy my Wife, our Dogs, and Cats, and our amazing new home and I will always find the time to walk down a dirt road I truly hope is that I never have to read another book on Leadership, be on a conference call or see another plan o gram as these were the tool for what I did in life and not about who I am.

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