Shedding Leaves

Can't resist showing you a couple more photos of the deck - both of which were taken from inside the Yogatorium.  Also want to share with you a write I did following my meditation yesterday morning.
I watch as leaves fall from the trees
Yellows and browns mostly.
Brown leaves still bound to an oak.

Soon all shedding will be done
except for the beeches.

How like what I'm doing!
Shedding my old beliefs,
All those ideas I gathered
from other human beings
as I learned to fit in.

I'm shedding my learned leaves
For new green ones to come later -
Remembered.
Winter is on its way
when shedding will end
And I'll stand bare,
buck-naked
Free of the tribe's teachings
Empty, clean, available
Like the trees
not dead  - resting, waiting.

I'll wait with the trees in readiness for Spring
Gathering energy and strength
as I sit tall and still and quiet.
Listening
for the wind and the owls
Watching
squirrels and deer and songbirds
for clues.
Feeling the cold of the nights
Knowing
Hearing
Sensing
Within my Body.
Time circles
I disappear 
to become.