It is not the beginning,
It is not the end.
A time for reflection, a time of
Life becomes dormant,
Hoping it will return again in the Spring.
Lessons can be learned in nature now.
Preparation has begun for the harshest weather
The beauty has retreated, not gone.
What will you do when the harshest weather comes?
Will you be like the tree?
Will you prepare and take strength in your roots?
Or will you be the flower?