11/11/2025
As the Earth Gathers Herself
The world softens its colors now,
fields dim to gold and gray,
branches reach inward,
and the wind carries fewer songs.
The Earth begins to turn her gaze within,
drawing light and warmth
back to her hidden roots,
to the pulse that beats beneath frost.
So too, we are called to listen,
to gather the scattered pieces of our days,
to rest in the stillness
where our true voice waits.
Not everything must always bloom.
Some things are meant to sleep,
to dream their next beginning
in the velvet dark.
Let us fold our hearts gently,
like leaves closing in twilight,
and trust that what rests now
is not lost,
only preparing to rise again
when the light returns.
✍️ Rivers in the Ocean
