November, a time of transition. As the earth cools, the leaves change and fall. Winter comes to fruition.

Rain turns to snow as a white blanket falls upon the earth. Casually caressing the land with its frigid glow.

As the earth experiences change, we too participate in transformation. Growing stronger, growing smarter, with each and every exchange.

We become in tune with the earth. Using her gift to add flame to the hearth.

A warm light floods the space as sensation returns to my face.

The ice begins to crack, the sun melts the snow. Quenching the thirst of the earth, and each and every crow.

Buds begin to bloom, a rich color sweeps over the earth almost like a broom.

The change has gradually become complete. Gathering my senses, I calmly climb to my feet.

The sun scalds my eyes, as a slow burn returns to my thighs.

The winter has come to an end and November has given me a new friend.

Another year of evolution, a step closer to the end solution.

Never to forget, but always to remember.

November.