
With the changing of the season, new arrivals settle in.
While most have fled for warmer climes, small flocks gather together.
The cold snowy setting means a time for a new beginning.

With the changing of the season, new arrivals settle in.
While most have fled for warmer climes, small flocks gather together.
The cold snowy setting means a time for a new beginning.
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Peering through obstructions, seeing beyond that which is in front.
Observing to understand the moment, going to the heart.
At the centre of it All, knowing the mind and heart are One.

Shades of golden light reflecting the morning Sun on waters.
A winged traveller drifts gently, resting from their journey south.
Ripples on the surface now reaching out to the world beyond.

Patiently waiting for chance to be revealed, observing all.
Thinking not of yesterday or tomorrow, just this moment.
Nothing from the past nor the future, simply seeking now.

Still as a statue, waiting patiently for chance to appear.
All senses awakened and in tune with the world around.
Fortune is there, just beneath the surface, waiting to be found.

Reaching skyward, soaking in the Sun before Winter takes hold.
Lost memories of Spring and Summer fading away like dreams.
In the coolness of this Autumn morning, what is real is now.

Autumn air cool and cold murky water, season is changing.
Shades of green fast fading, greys and browns spreading relentlessly.
Among the dull colours, one moves with purpose and in pursuit.

Cool Autumn, gentle rustling of leaves from the wind and footfalls.
Stirred awake, searching for the source beyond, a question appears.
What is within that seeks the source of all things, seen and unseen?