Evolution
My sense is August has revealed a potential opening towards worldly growth and enhanced global wisdom. My hope is we embrace the trade winds.
In the air it whispers so
It strikes the branches, an even flow.
As this undeniable message assigns a glow.
Wisdom; centuries old, is near its end.
The leaves yet formed confront the wind.
Its late night watch near break, not bend.
Notice its tethers as it speaks to our soul.
It asks us to listen, understanding it’s role.
Impacts on our planet has taken a toll.
The intention to slumber, a need to rest.
It simply calls out for each of our best.
While the sun settles in across the west.
Evolution is calling, not in tears or in dance
Just a minor vibration, an echo by chance.
Shall we finally awaken from this idle trance?
