Early Autumn.
Colors.
Silence.
Soft warmth, tiny rains.
Humans are facing their souls.
A joyful melancholy.
Than looking around.
The Cycle.
...is coming to it`s end.
It is about the time.
It is normal.
Deep into the heart of Being
the gleam of a new beginning
is sparkling.
It is so simply.
And it is beautiful.
No fear.
Love & Respect