Looking outside, I see a new day emerging.
I hear the chipper of birds, the whooshing of cars, and the leaves beginning to fall.
There’s a pressing need to move by people, coupled by the fluttering of a normal day for the birds.
Hush, hush, do you hear the wind?
I see the branches blowing.
The smell of autumn tantalizing the senses.
What do you think?
Is it near?
Hold your breath no longer.
Listen and feel the wind.
A new day is upon us,
spin, spin, spin.
Worry not, my dear.
A new day is finally here.
Lifts your arms high,
let your worries soar away.
Is that Aslan calling?
Or only a siren…
Listen to that inner voice,
it’s saying…
“This is your time, my child,
do not waste it,
do not rush it,
it is my gift to you.”
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