waning

Maybe everything fades. Maybe -on this cusp of thr seasons- it is time to let go the full bright days of June and make room for autumn's embrace.

Maybe we all succumb. Maybe force that takes part of us away also gives us something wonderful in trade.

If we live to serve, wouldn't we want to do all possible to sustain the energy we have, so as to give our best possible? Sustain and build it?

What about sleep? What about water? What about movement and true companionship and nutritious food?

Even if, with those basic needs in bounty, autumn will become winter. But aren't we better able to transition if we have health and vitality inside and out?