Equinox

Equinox,

The perfect balance of light and darkness.

I like the light,

But I thrive in the darkness.

I love planting seeds,

But now is the time to harvest.

Looking to the future, a day-dream, 

Those are for the children of summer.

Nothing ever lasts.

Now is when we let go of the past,

To make room for:

New dreams,

New plans,

We die a little, to change entirely. 

To let go.

To fall.

To die.

Just to be reborn after the storms . . .

Change is inevitable. 

Change is natural. 

Nothing ever stays the same. 

We live in a constant state of change. 

And on the equinox, we let go of the light we’ve grown so attached to. 

-CH 9/23/25