Autumn comes dancing the Full Tilt Boogie

And i am swept up in its ebullient swing and sashay, red hair aflyaway as i pirouette and shimmy in the silvered blue maelstrom, giddy with the freedom from a year of  darkness and yearning, of betrayal , renewal and redemption, and the song is still singing itself as each hour of my life comes to me, as it leaves, i must be aware of the vivid photo i have implanted into its akashic record, my every breath, our every breath is the next inhale of the others on this shared planet, remember, i sing, remember , i pray, remember,i call out in silent anguish on the stillest of the darkling nights, remember to bless the past, it is the food that will nourish this arriving future, this present moment.call to me that which i want, my laughter in the wind  is swept up in the curlique breeze as my splendid mare cavorts in her wide pasture with its Monet hillside and the sea beyond that. That sea  is shimmering and coursing the shoreline as it delivers with abundant grace the small treasures i will seek to be found by when i next go there to refill my souls and empty the jagged rattling shards of last years wounds, done away , gone away, with each piece of miraculous rainbowed shell and plaintive carapice of crab and shrimp, already having done its contribution to the food chain.Pieces of sky and forest appear in the tumbled beach glasses amongst the beach grasses, and everywhere are the tumbled bits of branches washed from the mountains and washed smooth by the swishing sands, now pure and tiny cavorting dancers, inviting me to gather them, to recognise that dancing spirit in the tree. still, and create a finery of bead and cloth and feather and shell and let them be given to a friend in heartful need, or for just a laugh, silly little treasures, and i had the sun that day and the frenzied wind and the sand and salt and i sing, to this new world, after this so difficult time , Alive, Alive Oh….