Another yes moment.
Predictable in her unpredictability.
It's on the way.
I could feel it remarkably alive in me this morning.
I think the soul knows when fall is approaching.
Autumn Souls, that is.
Of which I am most certainly.
The senses heighten and multiply.
Yet I wonder...
Could not our senses respond in succession
to autumn's advent being first manifested within the soul?
Appeasing my senses,
my soul is allowed to speak.
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It makes me a little bit melancholy, but I saw fall in the sky this week. The color of the sky and the way the sun looks. But that's alright.
That quote is great.
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