I love it when my prayers get answered. A little sun for an overworked heart. The day before halloween was beautiful, sunny and serene. Nobody made a remark about my spelling or put me down for being a human being. Today was a solid day. Roots and foundations are like tall trees. They stand quiet and listening and talking with the wind. Just admiring the vista as the winter rolls in. A pause long enough for you to catch your breathe, just enough time to feel like you are catching up from so far behind. Gaining on that ideal imagined life.
The pause before the go. That spot that time seems to slow down and let go.
Before its crashing chrescendo of action and reaction, before its arms close.
I learned to love to know its getting cold. Such a long summer, such a short autumn.
The its ice and snow.
Its hard not to love changing seasons.
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