Beginning of Renewal

Fall is a disturbance of great importance
We think of spring as renewal and rebirth
The excitement of new year full of hope
But no renewal happens without the glaring
Bareness following the colorful death, and
The clearing of the old from the carpet of earth
The starkness of branches forlornly reaching for the sky
As if beseeching the heavens for relief from exposure
And the nakedness against the winds that strip
The last color of who we pretended to be
As the leaves of October fall to the cold votes of November
As the time of renewal starts with the exposure
Of the old, the exhausted tired messaging
That no longer can hold back these winds of truth
Fiery red and orange fades to a brown death
Making room for something new, and hopefully better!