Amazing Fruit
What has happened to your summer promises? Are they forgotten, or simply set aside to become Autumn noes? Take a deep breath. Follow this rambling thought. Perhaps it means nothing to let go your promises as you turn away from the sun. You need the darkness, just as a seed needs darkness. Dew falls at night and your soul requires moisture. A wet soul is a living soul, one that can grow again in the Spring. As the noes take root they become yesses, which always bear the most amazing fruit.
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