Once again, evidence that we are carried through points of tipping to points of balance relentlessly. As the earth’s axis passes the parallel point, for an instant we are balanced between light and dark, between summer and winter, between which-ever poles our lives balance on. I like to take at least one deep breath to notice that there is both constant change and balance. What in me needs to be rebalanced today? What in me resists moving forward? Letting go? Shifting weight from one foot to the other?
Autumn Equinox
The sun still shines
brightly, but casts
longer shadows.
Colors begin
to fade and
growth
slows.
It is a time of balance
and tipping toward
the inevitable.
I sit on this bench
wanting
something
I can’t name
Something like
a guarantee…
Something like
permanence.
All evidence
to the contrary.
Oh, how I relate to yearning for a guarantee of something permanent, and all evidence is to the contrary! However, these autumn days are so glorious, and it helps me to appreciate the moment and to allow wavering thoughts to blow away with the falling leaves.