Season

mundy

It is with great comfort to know a season has filled it’s purpose

To have the gentle awareness, knowing

Confidence in nature and self that the storms and sunshine served what they should, as they should

The dark and light that came with equal abundance were simply creating the necessary environment for that seasons growth

To sit in quiet, with a calm trust that this season has fully bloomed

Embraced with the honor a season deserves

Presence. Attention. Care.

What a curious and magnificent gift it is bid farewell to a season

A sadness, for the heart knows this season came with such story, legacy and imprint on the soul

Yet, with gratitude and knowing she and you have served your purpose with a mutually respected and compassionate flow

What a gift it is to love and live a season and the deep wells it leaves in your soul

~Alisa Hutton

A Fine Mist

mist

Love you feel, unspoken

That long hug you want to extend, never given

Desires so deeply churning inside, forever hidden

Instincts of vulnerability wrapped and boxed, echoed silent thoughts

Perception of a safe life and uniformity held with higher regard than the breath that gives you life

Your heart beat reflects not the love you feel but the tick of your beating clock

With a heart full of love and a soul cracked wide open

I wonder with curiosity

Why you are watching it all disappear like a fine mist floating through your fingertips

~Alisa Hutton