A POEM A DAY - SUNBURST


As the seasons turn the countryside is marked by signs of plant death and decay. I am reminded once more of the beauty in all seasons, how the dried husk of a dead plant can be as beautiful and poignant as the vibrant green of full health. This simple lesson was revealed to me some years ago by a perceptive friend and led me to also reflect on our own seasons. Past spring and summer bloom, autumn is a time of life for letting go, as the leaves in their glory fall from the trees, in the process of life, death and rebirth. It is uplifting when we recognise the beauty, wisdom and freedom the third age can bring if we are able to accept the physical changes we face. 





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