ODE TO AUTUMN

 

Sippy the coffee, gaze at the autumn changes through my window,

Careful to not let the jitter of negative thinking slither into me, 

Breathe, notice what brings me joy, notice what fills my heart with gratitude.    

Notice my breath.

 

Breathing

 

The leaves change to Sunshine pouring into my eyes like breath

Filling me up to this golden gospel of death that knows it’s resurrection

There is never ‘Will I turn to gold or red and lose what I birthed in Spring?’

I give because I am that that gives

 

In stillness I breathe

 

There is wonder for me in the gold and fire of my nature with Nature

Clinging to branch and twig till a wisp of breath severs me and I float 

Laying here on wet Earth looking up at the whisper of all of us waiting to release 

Letting go to find renewal

 

Barely breathing

 

I will lay here with all of you on this golden carpet of harvest given

Finished In this season of surrender  in slow breathing for our resurrect

Wearing our winter white in the stark landscape of silence listening

Giving rest to or next becoming

 

Still breathing