With these October days upon us, I’m ever conscious of the shift in seasons. I watch the days grow shorter, witness the leaves falling from the trees, and take in the smell of neighborhood fireplaces ablaze once again. Although I have lived in numerous states throughout the US, I have always resided in a place that enjoys each of the four seasons. I take comfort in the certainty of spring, summer, fall, and winter. The regularity and knowingness of the seasons somehow gives me faith that things happen for a reason and that all things come in time.
As I get cozy with this shift into autumn, I also take extra comfort in poetry. I’m a huge fan of David Whyte and thought I’d share some of his prose on the falling of leaves and ways to greet the seasons.
From Coleman’s Bed by David Whyte
See with every turning day,
how each season makes a child
of you again, wants you to become
a seeker after rainfall and birdsong,
watch now, how it weathers you
to a testing in the tried and true,
admonishes you with each falling leaf,
to be courageous, to be something
that has come through, to be the last thing
you want to see before you leave the world.
How will the new season make you childlike again? Will you be filled with courage from each falling leaf? What comfort will you take with you?
Meghan of Life Refocused
Beautiful, Meghan. I’ve taken to looking through the golden leaves when the sun is out to make my own stained glass window effect!
beautiful! we don’t have that many leaves falling in nyc yet, but we’re getting there 🙂
Oh I love this Meghan! You’ve captured fall perfectly in your photos. I’m enjoying the crisp days and falling leaves here but I’m not going to complain about taking a quick trip back to summer in Palm Springs!
i’ve pulled out the halloween decorations and have glowing pumpkins every night about the house 🙂
Oh Meghan! Beautiful and heartwarming ~ your images, words, and those of Whyte’s. Autumn is one of my favorite seasons, although I always wish she would stay longer. In the far north, our peak color has past and a majority of the leaves have fallen. Soon I will have to bid autumn good bye. Luckily, I have photos to re-visit her until next autumn rolls around!
love that poem and it’s so true. new seasons make me giddy! i do love fall most though.
Glad you all enjoyed this post. And some poetry. I just wish autumn would last a bit longer here in Nebraska!
Simply beautiful.
Our leaves are only really turning and falling now. It certainly has become time to turn to comfortable clothes and soups to ease the chill.