Of all seasons, fall reminds us that everything is transient-- a passing existence, a brief stay. And as we move from one phase to the next, each progress or maturity demands a declivity, an incipient decline.
The melody fades.
The seas retreat.
The sun sets.
The laughter ends.
The mind falters.
And the beat stops.
Like all things in life-- good or bad-- nothing lasts long. No matter how hard you try to keep the hands of time from moving forward, as always, the season resolutes to change. And suddenly, in absence of consent, "the summer", to borrow the words of Oscar Wilde, "collapsed into fall."
But in all of these lies beauty in change. We learn to embrace the autumn of our lives. And as we age, we cherish the ones that hold more value.
We enjoy the falling leaves as they dance gracefully on a windy day.
We listen to the song's last note together.
We frolick on a sandy beach in the lowest of tide.
We paint rainbows before the day star disappears.
We laugh out loud over a silly joke.
We create memories in time before the mind forgets.
And, we love wondrously to make a lasting heartbeat.
Thus, to accept change and to respond to it existentially is what makes the season of fall an invitation to re-discover the inner beauty of life. After all, "autumn," says Albert Camus, "is a second spring where every leaf is a flower."
24.05.2019
