the cycle of hope.........

The universe is energy that responds to expectations.

JAMES REDFIELD, The Celestine Prophecy

It's that time of year again,

greens fade,

brilliant beauty colors the horizon,

swirling oranges, yellows, flaming reds,

the leaves on the trees flutter,

they color,

they display themselves with flare,

invite us

to

join in the autumn dance

where

coolness

grabs

us,

makes us feel alive,

the wind has a nip,

and

the sweet smell of green grass fades

into

the dry hay like smell of fall.

The wind blows,

the colorful

leaves wave and dance

and

offer glory to the world

in a flash of beauty that is indescribable

in any kind of human words.

I find they energize me,

open my eyes to wonder and awe

and

hope....that.....spring will come again.

i walk along,

under my feet,

I begin to

hear the crisp sound of

the

dry grind underneath my feet,

crunch,

crunch,

crunch,

mashed up,

ground up,

brittle pieces fall

and

scatter and shred.

we humans go through the phases of life

in the same manner,

we grow up,

green up,

color,

up,

fall down,

get ground up,

reform,

rebuild,

grow some more

and

in

the process
find a bit of
that
thing
we call
hope...

hope...
it is a cycle
that turns and moves
and
comes back on itself..
time and time again...
may we
all
find a bit of it tonight...