In the shadow of Autumn In the season that invites retreat With red leaves shed like tears To pool beneath The ages old arms Of ages old trees We light a candle We light a candle for you Who loved the flickering promise That dances in the flame’s orange-blue heart We light a candle to remember you And the long winding past of all the mothers who came before Present in every cell of our children And their ancestors to come Connected across the seasoned rhythm of time In the rituals of our remembering We light a candle A touchstone to the natural order of things Ashes to ashes, dust to dust But for a moment Bright, alight, full of life Dancing against the inevitable darkness of the night Sharlene Zeederberg, in memory of Jenny. (Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash)

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