Tuesday, September 13, 2016



thick juicy green
fades to whispering wildfire
and falls

the sun shifts
spilling cold diamonds 
across slow water

a scrawny yellow bird
watches the yard
from atop the feeder

I love autumn. While many people see it as an ending, I see it as the first step toward a new beginning. The plants and animals prepare themselves for a season of dormancy. They shed the unnecessary and go deep, protecting themselves from the inevitable challenges of winter and reading themselves to welcome a new season of birth and growth. I find inspiration and courage in autumn. I, too, can gather what I need, let go of what I don't, and look forward with determination.

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