Unremitted Rejuvenation For The Weary: My Thanks To The Spirit Of Autumn

By entering this mystifying change of season once more, creation envelops the marrow of my soul with the euphoric sense of nostalgia. Believably, tides of serotonin seem to come to play for the much needed collection of solace. It is as if Nature is thrusting Her very last breaths of fertility throughout the lands of the earth for us to absorb before laying rest and temporary darkness blankets the atmosphere yet again.

Chloris exhales the winds of change as I inhale her intimate playful whirls of serene zephyrs almost like the restoring force from that of the kiss of life itself. Her whimsical gales teases my skin making my hairs stand on end giving me some peace and comfort like she is telling me to "be still. Even now, I am here. Shed your fears, for if only momentarily. And if you can do the temporary everlastingly, perhaps by this you shall see yourself bloom." It is almost as if it is Nature's way of making conversation or in other ways even bearing message of great importance that we cannot even merely just read from a screen or hear from word of mouth but truly listen with our heart, see with our mind, and breathe with our soul.