Theres no stopping the seasons’s changes.
Here we are again.
Shifting into fall.
The pinks of summer fading and autumn’s fire getting ready to ignite.

Time goes.
Moves forward.

The rhythm of life moves through time.
Round and around.

There’s no stopping it.
The past, present, future its own single moment, but connected.
Seeking connection.

Lives intertwined.
It’s the circle of life.