Autumn

After a somewhat (unexpectedly) hectic weekend, and a full house, I decided that after a really bright and sunny day it might be a chance to escape to one of my favourite places to think and be by myself. After resolving the work and conflicts of the last few weeks there was nothing that has been specifically on my mind, but I love to just take some time out occasionally and enjoy the world around me. Beverley westwood is a quite large piece of public land, just outside Beverley (unsurprisingly) a medium sized Town a few miles away from Hull. The Westwood has previously got me through a number of relationship break-ups, job stresses and even some quite deep depressions, but it is also a place that you can enjoy the woodland and some fantastic panaroamic views.

I'm note sure if it has just been me, but although the days have obviously been getting shorter, it seemed that we maintained some of Summer. Over the last few days however, despite some sunny weather, Autumn definitely seems to have arrived.

I enjoy Autumn, although I know some people dread this time of year.

Autumn

A burnished light from sun

strikes a mist bound earth;

shines through the bronzed and scorched

halo of the trees;

preparing to shed the last vestiges of life,

to slumber for a season;

Whilst above flocks flee to their Winter's rest;

Life fleeing;

Life sleeping;

A year dying;

Hoping for re-birth