Season speaks, it’s time to change.
Staying put, leaves you estranged.
A braver being adapts to say:
I’ve learned, I see another way.
The trees don’t shame the fallen leaf
let it go, find fresh relief.
Each autumn sky, with subtle art
shows letting go seeds novel starts
To change your mind is not defeat,
but courage over self-deceit
The proudest act that we can do
is trade the false coat to array the true.
Wear your change, your fallen flame,
a blaze that notes I’m not the same.
For only those who dare admit
can grow beyond the world they fit.