no gain

on waking early this morning,

a new day brings with it

fresh winds and a natural spontaneity..

I bask in the melodrama

of autumnal beginnings..

I relish the ability to

face Life with grace and hope..

I breathe deeply of the novelty

within this unforeseen existence..

the not-knowing,

open to all possibility..

casting aside erudition and expectation,

cutting asunder cynicism and pre-emption..

where does this wind begin?

how beautiful the swaying of the trees,

losing so gracefully their summer's foliage..

I rise, to face a new day with no imagination,

relying solely on presence of Mind...

with bows of joy..