Fall

Fall has arrived, the world is growing colder and there is a scent of death in the air. I love this time of year, the beauty and slight chill. There is a magic in the dying of all around you, even more so with the fact that you know all will come to life again in the spring.
The miracle of life is an amazing thing, each process that is taken. Our lives are so similar to the ever changing seasons, most would say that I am still in my spring, not yet having reached the summer, but ever growing closer.