The sultry infusion of earthen aromas caress my olfactory senses awakening a deep appreciation of raw beauty surrounding me on my much needed hike up the mountain.
The sun gallantly has graced me with his abundance of rays trickling through yellow and green leafed trees. Warming my face, my soul and my spirit, whilst starving the mold threatening to run amok in the crevices around me.
Unexpectedly refreshing sights grace my path as I make my way upward. A rabbit bounding out of harms way or the chipmunk scampering under brush out of eyes view.
The dark night of the soul is pushed back as my senses become alive to my surroundings. The crisp autumn air nips and gnaws at my cheeks and nose. The crackle of leaves under foot remind me of the coming winter. My taste buds are expectant for the coming delicacies that will soon be offered up.
How graciously each season slips into my life, a constant reminder that all is the same yet ever changing. A steadfast reminder, that this too shall pass, whether pain and sorrow or joy and laughter. An unforced rhythm, a cadence set before me and surrounding me with hope.
A Net of Hope 