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The season was changing once again..It was dark when I went for my walk now..Theres a certain calmness at that time of the morning..One that makes you feel you are the last soul on earth..Its so quiet you can here the frost from your breath as it ices to the wind..There are times in your life that put you into thoughts of mortality..I guess The fall is one of them because of the way everything seems to be going to sleep while the spirit seems to be waking up at that time…it’s a peaceful time..A haunting time..A time to reflect..Just like the leaves so green now ageing quickly turning into one last beautiful image of itself with all the colors so bright..Before becoming part of the earth we tread on ..Last years leaves brown and crinkled to be disposed of thrown out with the garbage a nuicence and in the way..Is that how life is ?..Once we reach our quoted ..Golden years do we become last years leaves?..I see no fall this year as I have moved to Florida..But I still feel it in my spirit as I think about past falls..And the way the leaves in the night would let loose of their brothers..And swirl and dance in gusty raspy fanfair..In the street under the streetlamps harassing people as they passed..Haunting the minds of men in the October wind..