The Gift Between Seasons; Between Promise and Winter
What do we do with expectations?
It is the middle of September,
cool afternoons turn to
blustery evenings and
colorful leaves whip around in a frenzy,
the last dance before winter
buries their energetic devotion.
Yet,
today is like a summer day;
soft skies, a warm breeze, a powerful sun
that warms through
the layers of uncertainty of what is to come.
My petunias still bloom,
faces confidently turned to the light,
reassured of promise,
worshipping these extra moments of growth
before winter truly ends their short
reign of beauty.
So,
what do we do when we deny
what is coming, when we live
in the midst of a false security?
We choose to open the door bravely,
sigh with awe for the extra gift, the
unexpected and undeserved gift
received, wrapped like summer...
gently bridging the journey to winter.
September
September 17, 2025
From "Musings"
To consider: When you know you are facing a major change or decision, how do you brace, prepare, welcome it and trust its purpose?
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