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Poem - Psychology of Seasons - The Affirmation Spot 11/2/07
Posted on Nov 2nd, 2007
by 
SoulerFlare
SoulerFlare
A pleasant good morning to all my friends around the world who are sharing our tiny planet with me on this Friday.
I took my black lab Mia for a short walk earlier this evening. As I'm prone to do, my eyes wandered upwards to take in the beautiful sight of the pitch black skies of Autumn. The stars seemed especially bright this evening and Jupiter was like a beacon...almost close enough to touch.
We live on an amazing planet orbiting within a magnificent solar system that thrives in a wonderous universe. It's so easy to forget how miraculous are the workings of our world. We are spinning around at a tremendous rate and flying through the galaxy at break-neck speed and yet we often forget to take the time to just reflect on this mystery.
I'm always struck by the significance of the circle in it all. The circle figuratively and literally represents the cycles great and small that make up our existence.
Today I'm going to be a bit indulgent by sharing a poem I wrote some years ago. It ponders the part of our annual cycle we call Autumn or Fall in the northern hemisphere.
It's a time of death in the natural world as we transition from life-giving Spring and vibrantly alive Summer to the seasons of dying and death. It strikes a hopeful chord, however, reminding us that the cycle will come around again in due time, if we have the patience and the wisdom to wait and watch.
Hope you enjoy the poem. Have a peaceful and productive weekend!
"Psychology of Seasons"
A sun-drenched sky
on windy autumn day;
out across open fields
passing clouds make shadow play.
Silent beauty in multi-hues
but ominous in a sense;
for though today be delightful
darkness soon gains precedence.
Shortly days will end too soon
as the leaves of autumn blow.
The gods withhold their aid
to the life-forms down below.
A chill will permeate the air
and death will be around.
Evidenced by dying trees:
their leaves spread on the ground.
Depression need not be our course;
all things must come to pass.
Death is an integral part of life;
perennial as fields of grass.
For very soon rebirth takes place
and all springs back to life.
To our hearts the glow returns,
bringing end to stress and strife.
Given time we come to find
and perhaps appreciate
the coming of darkness and death
who's end gives cause to celebrate.
Ray
The Affirmation Spot - http://www.theaffirmationspot.com
The tracback url for this blog is: http://theaffirmationspot.wordpress.com/2007/11/02/psychology-of-seasons-the-affirmation-spot-for-friday-november-2-2007/
I took my black lab Mia for a short walk earlier this evening. As I'm prone to do, my eyes wandered upwards to take in the beautiful sight of the pitch black skies of Autumn. The stars seemed especially bright this evening and Jupiter was like a beacon...almost close enough to touch.
We live on an amazing planet orbiting within a magnificent solar system that thrives in a wonderous universe. It's so easy to forget how miraculous are the workings of our world. We are spinning around at a tremendous rate and flying through the galaxy at break-neck speed and yet we often forget to take the time to just reflect on this mystery.
I'm always struck by the significance of the circle in it all. The circle figuratively and literally represents the cycles great and small that make up our existence.
Today I'm going to be a bit indulgent by sharing a poem I wrote some years ago. It ponders the part of our annual cycle we call Autumn or Fall in the northern hemisphere.
It's a time of death in the natural world as we transition from life-giving Spring and vibrantly alive Summer to the seasons of dying and death. It strikes a hopeful chord, however, reminding us that the cycle will come around again in due time, if we have the patience and the wisdom to wait and watch.
Hope you enjoy the poem. Have a peaceful and productive weekend!
"Psychology of Seasons"
A sun-drenched sky
on windy autumn day;
out across open fields
passing clouds make shadow play.
Silent beauty in multi-hues
but ominous in a sense;
for though today be delightful
darkness soon gains precedence.
Shortly days will end too soon
as the leaves of autumn blow.
The gods withhold their aid
to the life-forms down below.
A chill will permeate the air
and death will be around.
Evidenced by dying trees:
their leaves spread on the ground.
Depression need not be our course;
all things must come to pass.
Death is an integral part of life;
perennial as fields of grass.
For very soon rebirth takes place
and all springs back to life.
To our hearts the glow returns,
bringing end to stress and strife.
Given time we come to find
and perhaps appreciate
the coming of darkness and death
who's end gives cause to celebrate.
Ray
The Affirmation Spot - http://www.theaffirmationspot.com
The tracback url for this blog is: http://theaffirmationspot.wordpress.com/2007/11/02/psychology-of-seasons-the-affirmation-spot-for-friday-november-2-2007/
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