The Seasons of Life

Mary Frances Comer

We are grateful to mark time with seasons,
to celebrate birthdays and anniversaries,
or to gather as family to remember our loved ones.

In all these seasons, may we give thanks for the breath of life,
ever mindful of the fragile nature of existence.
May we live fully in each moment.

From summer to fall and winter to spring,
we gather in mystery and in the bonds of beloved community.

May we radiate love both within and beyond these walls,
this day and all the days to come,
caring for those we love and for those we have yet to meet.

An array, fan-like, of leaves ranging from green to gold to rust to red.