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
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