Are you willing to live
As part of the seasons
Not just observing from the green chair in the library
But really be willing to
Stand rooted still
Submitting only slightly
To winds carried harshly
On waves of cold
To be plain, and naked in the company of
Purple Asters
Black Eyed Susans
And Lavender Sage
Stripped of your fiery red frock
From long-ago September festivities
Now brown and curled and shredded
Scattered at your feet on fading grass
To silently wait and renew
Cherishing waning light, slower growth
Your grizzled bark, lined and tough
The only familiar thing about you
Are you willing to join the circle of life
A dwelling in this season
To assume your holy station
Amidst it all?
Janet Elizabeth Hartwick Sterk
11.4.24
Jon F Hall
A beautiful and hopeful message, so needed today, a grey November day, a forlorn day after November 5. thank you.
HealingJourneys
Thank you Jon.