Autumn's Gift

The call of Autumn is strong now. Her cooler days, the rising fiery colors in her leaves, and her fragrant damp earth seem to touch something that lies sleeping within me. I can feel her beauty brighten while simultaneously the life force within the land starts to ebb, retreating back to its source in the soil beneath my feet.

The color pallet of the land dims as the once vivid hues are replaced by muted tones, and gusting October winds whip the tree branches bare over my head. At this time of year the Earth's energies that were bright and spritely in spring and summer, shift to a more somber tone punctuated with bursts of vibrancy, every fiery red-orange-yellow leaf a final homage to the manifested dreams of summer.