– Br. Michael, ofm




Wisps of color across the sky.

Hues of pink, magenta and orange

not seen in months.


A gentle coolness in the breeze.

A freshness which speaks to the

fullness of the journey.


Grey blue clouds come and go.

Like a blank canvas their invitation

is to ponder and be.


Green fading to lighter shades.

Knowing the time has been

well spent and cherished.


Another harvest from the garden.

The surprise of each picking

still delights the heart.


These sacred days filled with much.

The Season of Creation is the gift

of this season changing month

– September.