In the Forthcoming Years

i sit here within the iridescent glow of trees beneath the lambent light of this harvest moon thoughts twirling like leaves in summer's breeze knowing another year we will soon have aged as i write to you... dearest self do not look to the years of yore that have made us stand stronger than the hundred year old oak on the creek's island for we have faced the same turbulence as it within life's many storms upon the bank of time we have watched many erode away from life as the world crumbled like autumn's leaves around us we have felt the bitter bite of death's own hands piercing, numbness like winter's breath made us stifle beneath countless tears so look not back rather forward walk beneath the sky as it blushes crimson hues across the dark canvas before the first light breaks dance beneath the soft rain if only to become renewed like the flowers of spring spread your wings in flight sing with the birds in morning's song walk slow and admire life smell the flowers whenever you can for life is a mere path that falls too short for many admire the beauty of all around including self for i have neglected us for way too long stand strong like that oak and be proud of you forevermore 9/21/2021 Letter to future self Sponsored by Silent One