“I notice that Autumn is more the

  season of the soul than of nature.”

                             -Friedrich Nietzsche

 

   Autumn: is there more 

to think about, or more time 

to think about it? 

   We spend hours and days 

considering change, 

bewildering change, less based 

in time than on feelings.

   Neither bleak as winter, nor

sultry like summer, certainly 

not as messy as the spring 

announcing its arrival mostly 

with daily rain washing away 

any evidence of 

where we have been. 

   Autumn keeps us waiting;

it keeps us guessing. 

   It might not feel right 

until it does. Unpredictable, 

more a sensation than a day, 

date, or wait, Autumn will 

say hello only when 

it feels like it.

 

09/22/2024                                                                                                        j.g.l.