O stars bend low!
Please whisper to my soul.
Why these autumn stirrings?
My heart must know.
Is there a reason for these questions
which do not cease?
Perhaps to stop asking them
is the pathway to peace?
How can I accept answers
that come from cluttered minds?
I must untangle the murky webs of thought
that from wisdom keep me blind.
I know there is love for me.
I see it through a child’s twinkling eyes.
I invoke Innocence and Joy
in my spirit once more to rise.
No one need suffer forever.
Their pulsing life encased in a heart of steel.
The gods have given us permission
to explore life, to love, and feel.
I look outside once more.
Cool, green, and placid is this autumn time.
My heart and stomach tingle
as I take in Autumn sweet and sublime.