In the golden hush of autumn
Wandering down a pathway rude,
The serenity and beauty
Fill my heart with solitude.

See the mist above the water,
Feel the cool of summer’s end.
Fallen leaves become a carpet
As my footsteps homeward wend.

I’m enchanted by the grandeur
Of an ordinary scene
Where the reds and golds of autumn
Now supplant the summer’s green.

If my Father clothes this planet
With enchantment such as this –
My poor mind can never fathom
Heaven’s splendor – heaven’s bliss.