The leaves rustling.
Cold air pinching my skin as I sit here watching
autumn fall into winter.
The freshness travels from the tip of my nose to my toes
with each breath.
The scenery invites for a meditation.
The force of life vibrates through each season,
an inexhaustible strength that gives perpetual birth.
So underrated yet so incredible.
I can hear the cars and the trains but
it’s like they are miles away.
The bustle cannot suck me in because
a cold afternoon in the park is keeping me safe
in its warm embrace,
letting me admire how gracefully autumn falls into winter.
A beautiful expression of living in-between the changes in seasons, and life. Lovely poem. 🌸🌹
Feeling the warmth of nature, even when it’s cold.. beautiful