09/08/2026
The Art of Letting Go
As autumn advances,
the trees are ablaze
in their autumn hues,
golden yellow,
burnished copper,
deep crimson,
and russet red.
The green of summer
fades slowly into amber,
as though the leaves
have gathered
the last warmth of the sun
and are holding it close.
Maples blush scarlet
against a pale blue sky;
birches shimmer like gold
in the afternoon light,
while oak leaves turn
the colour of old bronze.
Soft winds stir the branches,
and leaves drift slowly earthward,
spiralling and swaying
in the slanting autumn light,
before settling softly
among the roots.
Beneath the trees,
the earth becomes a tapestry
of saffron, ochre, and brown,
softened by rain
and fragrant with fallen leaves.
And I stand beneath their branches,
basking in their autumn splendour,
feeling the hush of the season
settle gently around me.
And I come to understand, once more,
how much beauty and grace
there is
in the gentle art
of letting go.
~'The Art of Letting Go' by The Garden Of Pensiveness
✍️ Mary Anne Byrne
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