Fall; the Rejuvenating Season

Whenever October beautifully and slowly folds in, I reminisce over the allure season and its warm colors.

To me, Fall reflects a reality of change and modification. One day, like those Autumn leaves, we will set off and leave to a journey elsewhere. To that, I celebrate this Truth through the poem below;

Brown, orange and red

Each leaf drops down dead.

Yet, there is beauty in that

Highlighting the fact

That at one point any entity comes to an end –

Yes, that is the main message I send!

Dried leaves crush under my feet

Making music down the street.

Mellowed richness gather by the side

Saying good bye to my stride.

They don’t quit, they just leave

To another life, they believe!

Crispy cool air brushes at my cheeks,

Then, from a tree a squirrel peaks,

Longing for this season to arrive

As it hops, looks around, and hive.

The first smells of the fireplace,

In my nostrils, leave wood trace.

The crimson and scarlet colors

Scatter all over like feathers.

Keeping me warm as I walk

Making me unable to talk.

Pumpkins, acorns, berries, and corn

Honeyed meadows are born.

Wearing a burgundy scarf and a golden crown

Nature astounds me with its gypsy gown.

With every leaf fluttering to the ground

My heavy burdens are released and drowned.

It’s at this time of the year

I feel I have nothing to fear.

Like the balanced day and night

The good equals the evil on the inside.

Making me assess my soul,

Asking where I’m heading

And what is my goal?

The impermanence of life can be seen

Felt and absorbed with a mind so keen.

Let the darkness inside settle still

Until it frosts to a complete chill.

Give the Light the time to grow

Work on oneself before you go.

It’s true that every phase will soon be gone,

But a soul is constantly on the run.

Floating and twirling in many a form,

Thirsty for that bright Truth to swarm.

Filled with hope I float along,

In this caramelized paradise where I belong.

Feeling happy and in peace,

All my agony has been released!

Autumn, life with you is just a start

A beginning of a new cycle, there is no doubt!

Because when one existence says adieu

A new one blooms in another milieu.

Rania Hussant

October 1, 2017

P.S.: These pictures were taken twelve years ago when I used to live in France.

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That’s To You, My Child!

My dear child that’s to you, so you know what life might do!
You might meet those who nag
And others that might carry your bag…
Some are cross and make you dare
Others would simply show that they care.
A group might lie
And could even leave you to die,
While honest ones will still appear
To help make the pain disappear…
Yet true friends are hard to find
So choose well and don’t be blind…
Be aware of pits and walls
Make sure you avoid the falls.
But don’t forget that mistakes are good
If they are well taken and understood.
After all life is a game
As you grow, it won’t be the same…
Play it well, do your part
But reserve your golden heart!
Everyday there is something new
A lesson, a truth, a reality to view
I promise to help you with all my might,
But it is God who will open your inner sight.
Laugh, create, imagine and dream
Play, dance, run and scream
Be polite, help those in need
Seek the truth, learn and read!
I love you, you are my child
And I’ll always be your guide
To help you when in need or in pain
To happily share your triumphs and gain….
I can write a million word
To assure you’ll successfully face that extraordinary world…
Before one day you depart and leave to explore,
Taking my aching heart with you out of the door!
But that is life,
With its beauty and its hardship which cuts like a knife…
These are my words before we part,
But for now I’ll enjoy you with all my heart….
So that’s to her to him and to you
That’s to all the five of you!

Rania HUSSANT