Dear R,
Autumn has come with clear cool, dazzling colors, brisk winds, and cleansing rains. The brilliant energy of nature's display proclaims harvest. Affection is ready to be reaped. The gift of the season is the gift to be shared, colors of harvest and colors of love.
With the "clear cool" is the acceptance we share. We've learned gentle knowledge of renewal and transformation. Palpable crispness is spiritual energy to share. Clear cool leads to sheltering of affection. We shelter together along the paths our hearts discover.
"Dazzling colors" tempt me to pour out my soul, when it would be safer to hold back. When every leaf cries forth with the joy of light, how can my heart withhold favor. I am found as needy as the leaves for sunshine. To be held a bit longer and transformed, fully aflame in this afflicted display. Obvious to even the most casual friend when I only mention your name, my face lights up like the maple, full of the joy of the season.
Then "cleansing rains" come to bare this season of its fruitful display. Gazing through the window, the leaves "aswirl", the rain "asplash", colors cast carelessly down, and my heart too, my heart is bare for you as the limbs of the oak. Unhidden, all coverage released, only the bark of emotion surrounding my being. We are proud in autumn's wind, being nakedly exposed in autumn honesty. Stripped to essentials by the nature of season, life and love.
