A Golden November

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZlQ85UbZolA As November arrives with her golden colors of russet and auburn, she tips her hat to the eagerness of December sighs , and fills our days with sunshine and beautiful breezy love. Let us walk down the path of deep serenity, and listen to the swaying trees, telling us that all is well within (breathe ) There is a field full of golden light, and as the sunlight arrows through the branches of a barren tree, we get lost in the bonfire-reds and sun flamed remnants of yesteryear, . The memories of days gone by become golden moments and as the soul yearns , it reaches its invigorated space (breathe) We watch as a deer caresses the waters by the river as November invites us in, It says to us in whispers and sighs, "I am only making way for winter dear soul, " and as we huddle in our warm homes, we begin to realize , that every season loves us as it should (breathe ) As November arrives with her golden colors of russet and auburn, we know Christmas is arriving and soon, we can delight in a new rebirth. In Love and Light, Your Mystic Rose