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Fall Is Quiet On My Mind

I have stumbled across a new passion: writing. It is proving to be insightful and rewarding.

Autumn Birch

Autumn Birch

Autumn is upon us once again, her warm breath blowing all around. The whispering winds are hers to send. Please do ask me, may I come around and certainly when?

I heard your heartbeat through the words you wrote. You're still a child inside and it sucks. Because of feelings from then until now, it's hard to find clearer understanding some how. An understanding of the mystery of life that lives within you. The cobwebs of past pain. The whispering words forever searching for life in your melodies. The light within desperately needing expression.

The allure to escape is only a distraction. You know who you are. Finding your own way isn't hard for you. Your talents have a message to tell.

Start slowly, start simply. Always remember: feed them well. Feed them with nourishment, love, life, passion and time. Comfort them with affection because life can turn on a dime. They will come back to you and teach you from the future. When you have looked back, remember also to look up. The light has your heart. Your memories have your mind, and your melody has a message.

Autumn Leaves

© 2020 Laurie S Novak

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