The Month of Departure

October is nature’s funeral month.
Nature glories in death more than in life.
The month of departure is more beautiful

than the month of coming –
October than May.

Every green thing
loves to die in bright colors.
~Henry Ward Beecher

I don’t know…
I myself feel pretty drab these days, gray and fading,
with ripples and wrinkles,
more fluff than firm.
I’m reminded to hang on to an October state of mind:
go for raucous color rather than somber funereal attire,
so when it is time to take my leave, and I want to take my time –
I go brightly, in joyous celebration of what has been~~
and knowing, without any doubt, the colors are stunning
where I’m heading when I wander down the road a piece.

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4 thoughts on “The Month of Departure

  1. Tis all a myth that Autumn grieves,
    For, watch the rain among the leaves;
    With silver fingers dimly seen
    It makes each leaf a tambourine.
    –Samuel Minturn Peck (1854–1938)

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  2. The “like” button on my phone went nuts and I couldn’t tell if it was working or not so if you get a bunch of emails showing likes and unlikes it is because I kept hitting the button to like it lol

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