Wandering the autumn paths of life. For the seasons of the year are like the seasons of our lives.
In the spring of youth, things are fresh and bright and new. Glistening with the dewdrops of adventure, each morning brings a new surprise. There is warmth and there is sunshine but there is also the sudden thunderstorm that rips the sky apart and drowns the earth. Uncertainty is present, will this tiny planted seed grow? Will it endure over time?
In the summer days of adulthood, even in the evening air there is heat. The darkness of the night, in the moonlight we dance. The days open before us, the end is nowhere in sight. The days are long and the possiblities are endless.
On the autumn paths, there is wisdom and appreciation of the ending of a season. There is brilliant beautiful colors that liven up the landscape with their hues of orange, yellow, red, and brown. There is love for the harvest, for what the work has brought forth. The abundance of life well lived. Autumn is the season of love, appreciation, wisdom, reflection, and contemplation. With it comes a deeper sense of self and soul.
In the shorter days of winter, there is a bittersweetness tempered with the beauty of the fallen snow. Glistening across the face of earth and life, sparkling in its purity. In winter there are dreams, and stories, and tales of old. In winter there is time to snuggle under the warm blankets and watch the beauty of the silent snow covered world.
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