1 min readDec 17, 2020
Shards
Shedding shards
of spent regrets
which then
like fallen leaves
nourish our roots
to enrich our
tommorows
Now that autumn has waved farewell, reflection settles like fresh snow. Untouched. Waiting for footprints of intention on fresh white canvas.
Is seasonal change an opportunity to embrace inevitable shifts in our own messy mass of thoughts?