1st May, 2011
The Autumn winds whisper. They whisper as they pass.
They tell their tiny secrets to the flowers and the grass...
There is much cause for contemplation, and gratefully time also.
I see spirals everywhere.
Depth.
Trust.
Stillness.
The answers are slowly revealing themselves....
We gather them together, piece by piece, golden treasures on our path.
We look forward with equal parts nervous anticipation & excited joy.
