A Pause to Appreciate

Autumn, in many of its parts, is beyond bloom now.  And I notice myself feeling a sense of melancholy at the reality of its passing. 

I think a sense of longing is inherent in me; longing for transition – a desire for the mystery in anticipation.  

But the arrival of the season is like the answering of a question, and the mystery is solved.

The arrival begs contentment, presence, satisfaction; seeing more than looking, and pause.

  

A pause to appreciate more than anticipate.

 

With gratitude,

Joanna