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Is that our baby (on this radiant fall day) rolling in the fallen leaves that lightly and softly cover the earth? An intimate radiance: the radiance of sky (blue), the radiance of leaves in the trees (brown, yellow, orange), the radiance of foliage around the stems (in pretty layered hues). Strongest of all is the radiance on the ground, down there (is that our baby rolling about there?) the light of the leaves is a simple revelation: here is the passage for him who wants to rise. There is our baby, rolling about. How easily we lose sight of him in the light.