The remnants of hurricane Delta slowly retreated through the
Carolinas back out into its birthplace in the Atlantic Ocean. It cast a wide net of rain showers that
fitfully graced the overcast October landscape for hours on end. But now as the subdued daylight slips over
the western horizon, darkness once again begins to be revealed. And a foreboding stillness smothers the land
into abject silence. All nature seems to
sense the changing of seasons with the accompanying drop in temperature.
The winds that were moving through the land have abated, rendering
the colorful autumn tree leaves listless and immovable. Many of the new growth leaves on the outer
edges that had already lost their life sustaining chlorophyll were still able to
maintain their hold onto the limbs. Other
colorful spirits no longer drifted on the air to join those that had fulfilled
their destiny after being torn loose from their moorings in the passing storm. They now lay lifeless in the quenched green
grasses and bushes. Isolated raindrops
still remained delicately clinging to the plant leaves that had earlier
embraced them. Then a gentle drizzle
begins its decent as the storm offers up one final gesture of defiance,
confirming the senses of the silent insects and song birds.
And God whispers “It is well; rest in stillness; the cycle
of life circles on.”
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