As the pendulum swings in measure,
The hands of time have moved once more-
For the shift has come from cadence,
The sway that unlocks this temporal door.
The equinox chimes in balance,
All things equal of day and night-
As soon the darkness gathers,
With the fading of the light.
The change is now upon us,
That which revolves, comes back around-
By letting go of olde,
We gain strength to stand our ground.
You can feel the weather shifting,
When an icy chill comes in the air-
And with the summer quickly drifting,
Autumn’s bluster comes to bear.
With the Harvest Moon above,
The shadows dance into the night-
Beckoning forth the season,
And bringing with them Fall’s delight.
For the time has come to gather,
To reap and sow the bounty store-
As the pendulum swings in tempo,
The time of planting is no more.
The tides of harvest bring the feasting,
And spells of merriment shall ensue-
So as we celebrate the turning,
We bid farewell to embrace the new.
Of fire hearth and home we craft,
Of crimson, umber, and gold-
May the season find you hopeful and well…
And welcome you into its fold.
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