Bearer of Light
As the green summer leaves fade like a watercolor into golden ambers and mustards, the old China Berry tree facing the west of my yard begins to shed again. This is the Earth’s way of telling me October has arrived bearing a season of transition. With it comes the early set of a resting sun, and a cool night breeze playing its mysterious tune within the hollow of my wooden chimes. As I sit, and watch, and listen, I attune…
