When nighttime temperatures dip below 50, you know it’s autumn. I’m always fascinated by how the leaves seem to change from green to shades of yellow, red and orange in a matter of only a few days. When the sun is shining and the wind is blowing, they fly through the air and light up the sky like confetti as you barrel down the freeway on your way to the next thing. Personally, I find the changing of seasons very humbling and, as the transition takes place, I really feel the march of time stronger than other days when our landscapes are more visually static. What does autumn make you feel?
I have a sense that it is proper to honor the Universe in these moments and, if you follow this blog, you know that I often return to haiku to give small, gentle reverence to the large and awesome. Won’t you join me and write a haiku on this lovely, autumn Monday? (Syllables: 5-7-5). And, please, leave it in the comments section for everyone to enjoy!
What did you know then
As time marched on and made a
Show of bright colors?
TRY THIS WEEK: Write an autumn haiku, of course!