Posts Tagged ‘autumn’

For many of us, winter is blooming into spring, or fall hardening into winter. Which season do you most look forward to?

Fall is the most beautiful season to me.  Not many people agree, favoring the summer sun and the spring flowers.  Fall is the season where life and death occurs, shriveling away to dust as the harsh winter steps in.  For me, the essence of fall lies in the fact that the season ends as quickly as it starts, leaving no presence behind.

Every year, fall is the new start.  I start fresh, on a clean page of the next chapter of my life.  Throughout the season, I slowly fade into reminiscence, into the past, as I journey on.  Just as quickly as things started, things end- without a trace.  I like that.

There is also a melancholy feeling that surrounds the autumn air.  I feel like the ups and downs of life are all displayed in this one season.  A season of truth- no lies, no coverups.  We are exposed to beauty, ugliness, life, death, growth, and decay.  It’s always difficult to face the negatives in life, especially when they are directly contrasted with their positives.  For this reason, fall is a difficult season to accept.

I always look forward to fall because it is the season where I can grow, but be as short-lived as the fruit of the season is.  Spring is a season of growth too- but there is something artificial about it.  The flowers that bloom in the spring are handed off to the harsh fate of summer, where the poisonous sun withers the flowers and dries up the fresh grass.

Fall- the season that finishes everything before the heavy winter arrives, the season that gives us truth, the season where can fade quietly until we are ready to start anew again.

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Autumn is a great season.  It is a time to enjoy the gentle breeze, roll in pile of leaves, and take in the natural earthy sights.

In a small town of New York where I live, autumn is the season of hope and delight. That is, until recent years.

Global weather changes have changed the beautiful New York sights in the past few years.  I feel like I’m letting the New York I grew up in slip right through my fingers…

As I was walking home today, I fought the heavy winds that threw my hair out of its bun and tugged on my jacket.  Actually, it was quite the adventure.  You see, there is a little bit of a hill as I walk up to my home.  Throw in a little drizzle and some heavy winds, and you get a tough war: me and nature.

But it’s not like I’m not used to all of this by now.  In fact, I’ve been fighting weather like this for a few years now.  As the years go by, it gets worse and worse.  This year, there have been many “rainstorms”, as I like to call them.  The day is a gloomy haze, with droplets of tears falling from the sky, and a deep sigh every now and then.

O Autumn, where have you gone?

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