eyes upon the future
not looking to the past
time streaming by
slipping between our fingers
cup your hands
capture the moments
let them flood over you
smile
feel their warmth
revel in the truth of the moment
don't fight it
let it wash over you
through you
clean
refreshed
renewal
like the leaves on the trees in fall
they served their purpose
they provided shade
they drank in the light
now they start to die
but no tears
rejoice in the idea of renewal
bare like the branches doesn't mean alone, naked, vulnerable
it means shedding the old, which served you well and preparing for the new
feel nature around us
in us
through us
Love
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