Sun shining brightly
Even on a cold, Fall day
Frozen hands, warm hearts...
Love was in the air
That cold, cold October day
Frozen hands, warm hearts
The cold winds of change
Blew that love, like dying leaves
Frozen hands, cold heart
TG-
I love winter, the snow, the cold. the entire landscape sleeping beneath a blanket of snow. Spring brings rebirth, activity, new flowers and raging rivers. Summer literally buzzes with life, the contrast of an electric blue sky and verdant green fields and forests. And then there is Fall. There is, of course, the colors. But there is also the crisp morning air with the frost sparkling in the morning sun. Or going for a walk in the late afternoon or early evening, a light breeze rustling the fallen leaves and carrying the unmistakable scent of Autumn, the moon rising into the darkening sky. Yes, there has always been a romantic feeling in the air, for me, when Fall rolls around. And yet there is something bittersweet about the season as well. There is the color and the romance, but there is also that feeling of the beginning of the end, the cycle of the seasons coming full circle.
Fall is still has a romantic feel for me, but it is a colder season without a warm heart. When I read the haiku triplet above it seemed to capture the essence of all of this, what Fall feels like to me now.
Peace to the Planet this season and every season...
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