It's the time, of the Season...

I love this time of the year.

It's not hot, but it's not cold either.

The phasing of one season to the next, doesn't 

always pertain to the weather.

I have realized over the last few months

that this body I walk around in, changes too.

But it doesn't mean I have to surrender to dried

falling leaves that crunch beneath my feet.

I don't want to.

I want to know the change is good, knowing that

things go dormant, preparing for the new,

I'd like to think, and I will, that I'll 

embrace the changing of my season.
I know the grass will turn green again.
I know that beneath the soil the plantings are
resting and preparing for the sprouts of renewal.

Onward Ho!

Be Well!