Cold crispness in the air,
autumn colours in the trees.
I can feel the seasons passing
like a river through my soul,
etching ever deeper
the valleys of experience
and meaning.
Seasons
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It’s a wonder and a marvel to incorporate the flux across the planet. One of the greatest gifts in this community is to integrate the variety of seasonal occurrences that simultaneously take place and to note the different ways they affect those who pay attention.
Yes, it is indeed a gift. And ‘paying attention’ is also a key. Being attentive and fully present.