The earth is quietly dying back.
The leaves falling gently to the ground.
Plants are curling inside themselves.
Trees once covered in leaves, stand bare.
Meadows once filled with wild plants appear flat and empty.
But look more closely,
open your eyes,
before you is
Hope in the nutrients the dying leaves return to the earth.
Hope in the seeds the plants wait patiently to spread on the wings of the next wind gust.
Hope in the beauty of the changing landscape, renewing itself with each dying breath.
As darkness falls upon the earth
there is a message of hope,
of renewal and of beauty.
Can you see it?
It is there.
It hides behind earthy browns and dark days.
Look closely, through the shadows,
you will see it,
it shares its message with us,