Autumn in My Heart

The weather is finally cooler now here in Tokyo, with the wind starts to blow frequently, bringing the heavenly breeze. The trees start to wither, and the remnants are turning into warm yellowish-sorrel color. Autumn is coming, and all the changes give a pleasant mood.

But as the season change, so it does with my heart. The cheerful and colorful spring is gone, and my heart withers inevitably. I wanted to keep it warm so badly that in the contrary all the efforts were futile. And  for that, I blame my inpatience. Sadly enough, I didn't realize that untill it is too late..

To see the bright side, autumn in English means the season of harvest. In four-season countries, it is the time where all the labors are paid, where all the crops are finally gathered. I wish that somehow all my efforst are not wasteful. Autumn is also associated with the period of maturity. I hope that with the lesson learned I will become a more mature and prudent person.

I know I have to come to term with myself, and I am trying so hard not to blame myself for what had been lost. Autumn will not stay forever. Winter - the hybernating time, will come, and it will give me a selah, a time to retreat, to pause and to ponder. And after that, I wish the spring will come with all the cheerfulness and hope..

In the corner of my heart, I still somehow hopeful that there would be a second opportunity. And when it actually come, I will give it a chance for sure..