Weather changes. Summer gone. Garden exhausted. Me, too.
Time for going in - not merely indoors, but into me, deep deep into heart, mind, soul.
Lower sun, early sunset, chill winds, turbulent skies.
World fades, shuts. Spirit calls, opens. Summer-slammed heart doors creak, beckon 'Enter'. Familiar, pleasant place of mystery, answers, questions, giving up and giving in, firm places to stand, hard places to lean against. God's essence surges.
Late nights, wee hours, thoughts soar, circle bedroom ceiling where sleep evades, flutter with golden leaves down down and up again, winging on updraft, sound, sight, smell of newborn season.
Friendliness, fear, faith. Family. Far-away folks fade. New friends, new family fill fresh void. God takes. God gives. Nothing remains, all ends, all begins. Believer's sustenance.
Belief. Learning, grappling, understanding and confusion, seeking, finding, comprehension, dissipating confusion, freedom, deepening search.
Familiar soothe-ments entice and do not disappoint.