The weather has 
turned and the cool wind bites at my skin as if to prepare my resistant heart 
for the cold rain.  Winter... time to go within, to release 
the beauty of the outer and watch it's seductive sway fade into another sunless 
season.  Fall is my sad reminder that Winter 
approaches.  As the sun yields its warm brilliance to the 
rains, I watch as the earth responds, flowers fade, color quiets, and although I 
cannot see, I know that the forest sinks deeper into the soil, strengthening, 
nourishing from within.  
I, too, will sink into the 
soil of my being as I turn to inner contemplation, a time of 
reflection.  It is the season for deepening of the roots of my 
soul.  I can feel its approach, the long season ahead, and 
this year, I am awake to receive its call. 
 Renee Randol lives in 
the Pacific Northwest.