This is a variation on an existing theme, but as I walked around the yard after Hurricane Fiona's devastation in the fall, followed by the constant weight of snow and rain, it is evident that the chaos and mess of September has settled into the past and new growth is coming up all around us.
Such is all life. The immediacy and urgency of the moment fades way to the review mirror and is replaced with something new. The grass settles, the sun rises, and life is anew all be it strange and mysterious. Wounds either heal or become infected and die, love either triumphs or it does not, in the end our physical world is agnostic to our petulant vitriol. Everything settles eventually and something else becomes new.
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