It's Time

A Poem

Photo by Alexander Grey on Unsplash

It's time
The leaves whisper
The wind speaks
Can you hear
What they seek?

There's a reckoning 
A soft calling
A subtle, gentle shift
In the breeze 

A remembering
A stirring in the trees
Stop, sense, seize
What is unfolding

Fall to your knees
There's a wisdom 
Lingering in the air
Longing to be felt

Hold space
For the transition
For the new 
To be born
From the old

Squint your eyes and see
Clearly once more
Relax, release the void
Let it fill itself
No need to interfere

It's enough to behold
From a distance
With a prayer 🙏

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