When you’re sad summer’s over
You didn’t do enough
Sunny long days have ended
You’re in such a rush
Yet. Have you forgotten
How much you love
Curling under a lamp to read
Wearing cozy pajamas in soft cotton
Warm blankets as you fall asleep
Amber hues of your favorite tea
How about giving yourself
Permission to be
Whole and one part
Full and empty
Cold and warm
Sad and happy
Replace the black-white text on the screen
And ruminating pull of old memories
Sit outside
Stare at a tree
Until your gaze softens
Your vision sharpens
To take in both the whole and each leaf
Shadows, colors, and each vein apiece
Hear the stream of water
While washing your hands
As you notice the yearning
For dirt, sky, and sea
All the voices of nature’s symphony
At the end of the day,
Look back to June 21
Who are you now
Who were you then
In three months
What shifts and changes took place?
Honor what’s happened
Your big dreams need not be erased
It’s all good, just choose to see
What all happened with no judgment
So you can be free
Write the goodness you never could’ve imagined
And moments of unexpected ease
Finally set your intention
To make new memories
In the hands
Of autumn’s waiting glory