
passing through fall woods
pausing to graze within flow
nothing more freeing

passing through fall woods
pausing to graze within flow
nothing more freeing

the gods we worship
determine who we will be
whom do we follow
spring’s finally here
with less than usual fanfare
are our hearts less glad

shall we grieve for what’s missing
or be thankful for what we have
hold all things lightly
attachments cause suffering
let go when it’s time
life and death are the same coin
don’t fear metamorphosis
just like that we fall
back into the daily grind
of being hired hands
yet there’s freedom in knowing
our souls soar with the eagles