I wander around, admiring the leaves
The way they boldly exclaim
Here I am, in all my glory
No shame, no anxiety, no fear
Complete serenity in who they are.
I wonder why people struggle
When things change, they turn shy
Sometimes even hide their gifts
Afraid of judgment
Afraid to outgrow themselves.
If nature can let things happen
Why can’t we?
Why must we fight the transitions?
There is beauty in the unraveling
Vibrancy in the symbolic deaths.
Maybe the underlying fear
Is because we know —
We know the leaves glow today
But they will wither and die tomorrow
Burning so bright, just to gray and shrivel.
We forget that a few months will pass
An enchanted winter, alive with grace
Only to yield to new growth
Another spring and another chance
To start all over again, brand new.
I gaze at the yellows, oranges, and reds
Grounded back in the present moment
And I decide
I will breathe and surrender
Allow myself to be changed and to trust.




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