Rain is renewing.
A hardship we pleasantly bear.
It washes down and paces us.
Sunlight gives to life,
and life gives to action.
Fall bearing we pause.
Without knowing we praise Summer's end.
Yearning souls wish for the rain and cold.
A trial to ground and renew.
Refresh the roots.
Too much sun makes for aching souls.
1 comment:
Did you write that? Lovely!
booooo I like summer- a lot. Although, I love pumpkin stuff too. hmmmmm ;) Hope all is well at your house girlie!
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