The Lessons in September
September gently rustles dry leaves of August’s drought, and I hear it urging me to rest. Just as it must deal with the cackle of summer’s dusted leavings, I too need to surrender the weight of months to a past I can’t unravel. The ninth month has always birthed a hunger in me to learn, to search the unknown. This year I will nest in the breath of dreams and let peace teach worry lessons in unburdening. ©Susie Clevenger 2020 Word Crafters Prompt ~ Favorite Month Poets and Storytellers United Weekly Scribblings #35