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Autumn Mabon

23 SEPT 2019

Ode to Autumn


She makes a moist entrance

Still feeling the Summer green of herself

with blooms filling her senses 

And harvest already giving to be received


She is a little care-less, a little nonchalant 

in the how soon of spicing us up in russets 

And golds, in the heart of her fire reds

and the becoming orange of green not

yet ready.


She will become a stellar show of her season 

of radiant bliss in the ever ongoing cycle 

of her presenting vivid aliveness

She returns unattended 

She is a follower after all.


Sister Summer begs her to stay 

in the green and blooms

Asking for her to wait a little

longer in the predictability of her

coming around again dressed to kill


The renegade in her thinks to hold

the season at bay from the request

of her beloved SisterGreen and Light

Letting the heat and rains linger

In the verdancy and lusciousness


And then…the inevitable rises in her

She asks the Sun to take his distance

And the trees to make way for quietude

in their letting go of summer days

She invites in the glory of the harvest 


The sweet crunch of apples.

The rake of Summer’s release

The cool winds rising from the north

And the hungry want of Winter’s breath

Nipping at wings to to fly south


Falling into the  quietude of regeneration 

to rise again in the inevitable cycle of 

Birth, Death, Life in patterns repeat

Calling you to surrender, let go, release

Deepen into the peace of silence



copyright jeanne adwani

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How do you make vulnerability an asset?

Can making adjustments in your life support a sense of balance?

What’s feel like to stand steady on one foot?


The  setting of the Sun at  this time of year takes my breath away.  The gold light draped over the land, catching details of trees and leaves, reflecting a shimmer of golden light on windows and buildings; just for a few minutes as it slides into the horizon.  Clouds of all shape and design that pulse in turquoise and corals, swathes of fiery reds; cast for a few moments against the blue sky the brilliance of Autumn.  Divine abundance.


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Vulnerable am I to the fire in the sky

That lays the land to Autumns quest

Life gives herself away for the season’s display

her fireworks calls life to rest


There is no complaint of death’s dark relent

for the glory of the Autumn’s fire

When all too soon winter claims her gloom

after the power of Autumn’s funeral pyre


I gather this season for many reasons

harvesting the fire for my soul

When winter white makes dark the nights

I pull fire up from the cold




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