Autumn Prayer

In this time of letting go
and wind lifted gliding
ever gently downward,
may I release my sorrows.

In this time of landing soft
on leaf littered rotting
ever sweetly earthward
may I lay down my regrets.

In this time of turning in
and spade broken digging
ever cosy inward,
may I bury my heartaches.

In this time of darkening
in leaf moulded mourning
ever easy deepward
may I give up my struggle
and, broken down, become
worm fodder, rich in promise.