The Most Wander-full Time of the Year
This is the season that taught me to wander
Through the bitter cold and scarcity we still grow much stronger
As I navigate these untold paths and long unknown roads
I shed away each dusty later, whilst the true me unfolds
As a whimsical summer draws in to become those long forgotten days
The creator inside me longs to embrace each new morning in frost-golden haze
I remember that once I was so without, but now its time to wander within,
While each tree unshackles its green beauty, I can't help but grin ...
For much of our world, autumn symbolises a loss and a lack
But the real truth is, in the strengthening shadows, we gain so much back
Our natural cycles are wise, most conscious and sincere
If we trust their deep nature, we have but nothing to fear.
As the lighter dawns dwindle, while days hasten their close
Don't forget the evergreen seedlings within you that continue to grow ...
Those which grow our roots deeper and stronger, while we still long to dance
For it is what we break free and let go of, that entices a divine romance
Autumn is a time for new wanderings, renewals, and rekindling our song
Remember, we can still sing in the dark - it is what our soul longs ...
So my dear friend, don't let the frost bitten mornings deter from your might