Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Changing
The leaves are beginning to change colors. The summer's green sea is slowly becoming a canvas of red and orange splashes. The season is changing. I am changing. I am trying to prepare myself for where I am going, yet I am not completely sure of where that is. I see myself in those dying leaves as they cling to their familiar branches...until they gently let go, allowing the wind to determine where each is to land and the journey that each will take in the meantime.
I often feel that my journey is just that...unpredicatable and everchanging. Just like the leaves in the wind.
No matter how violent the wind, each leaf will eventually have a gentle landing. No matter how violent the journey, I will hopefully land gently also...in the next chapter of my life. For that leaf's journey does not end upon its placement on the ground...it has simply begun a new one. It must be remembered, however, that the wind is never gone. It will continue to blow that leaf off of its course until the end of its existence...constantly rerouting its perceived path. I feel like that leaf...and it has been quite windy for a while now. When will the wind calm...Where will I land?
I often feel that my journey is just that...unpredicatable and everchanging. Just like the leaves in the wind.
No matter how violent the wind, each leaf will eventually have a gentle landing. No matter how violent the journey, I will hopefully land gently also...in the next chapter of my life. For that leaf's journey does not end upon its placement on the ground...it has simply begun a new one. It must be remembered, however, that the wind is never gone. It will continue to blow that leaf off of its course until the end of its existence...constantly rerouting its perceived path. I feel like that leaf...and it has been quite windy for a while now. When will the wind calm...Where will I land?