Some Say

I went for a hike in the mountains a few weeks ago. The leaves were starting to change, the air was cool, but not cold, and I was reminded how much I need to be out in nature. Mountain therapy truly works for me. Fall is my favorite season, my favorite time of year. I wrote this poem while I was hiking and thought I’d share.

Some Say

Some say fall is the time when everything begins to die.
I say it’s the time everything comes alive.

Leaves explode into vibrant reds, yellows and oranges.
Wind dances through the trees, whistling, rustling, then stillness.
Long shadows stretch as far as they can in the dimming moments of dusk.
And the songs within my soul blossom and burst forth.

Some say fall is the time when everything begins to fade and die.
I say it’s the time when everything comes alive and shouts for joy.

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