The glow of autumn, every moment of it, is like a gentle and touching farewell.
The air is so soft and cool.
The rustle of leaves speaks of change, a reminder
of the impermanence of all things, and yet, in their powerful song, there is a sense of abundance and gratitude.
The colors of autumn are not a superficial change in the earth’s clothing, but a profound transformation
that caresses the soul. It is a magnificent sight: reds, oranges,
and yellows are like flames that warm the heart against the chill that begins to creep in.
In autumn, every path becomes a mosaic of leaves – each a reminder
of the cycle of nature, each sound underfoot a note in the symphony of the season.
By shedding their leaves, trees learn to let go.