Transition in Autumn

Kicking leaves, hearing geese
It’s that time for golden fleece.
Watching trees drop their clothing
to the ground.
A time for change,
A time of transition,
Shorter days,
Fall in remission.
Now for our soul,
It has its good-byes and hello,
To the coming freshly fallen snow,
A time of year for the soul to lay low.
Changes and transitions abound,
Every day and to some every hour,
Good changes; bad changes; mediocre changes,
Growth and continuous challenges, eventually brings a “hello” to the burying-ground.

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