Autumn Comes

and then Autumn comes…

When Autumn comes the leaves change their hue
and the sap of their attachment loses its viscosity…

When Autumn comes
leaves fall from branches like superfluous words
from tired tongues that must now rest
so that they may be revitalized again…

Autumn comes as a time of quiet that precedes the season of dormancy
Which will in turn give rise to a Spring of Wisdom.

 

 

… and then Autumn comes

The meaningful pause that life imposes in the course of our hurried journey through our days is an existential necessity. In the day-to-dayness of our routine oriented march through time and space, we sometimes ignore – or we forget – the real needs of our essential selves.