I love going to my Sunday morning yoga class, its not just about stretching and strengthening one’s body, but also calming the mind, focusing on the positive aspects of life and being positive about what you have and the way forward.  both Erika and Alex are tranquil souls who also introduce you to wise sayings and beautiful poems.  I love this one, which is a metaphor for growing old, with the seasons symbolising the cycle of human life and the leaves sprouting, budding, flourishing and then changing colour before ending, it reveals that the author is reaching his maturity and sensing the closeness of death that he is not yet ready to leave.

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.

Robert Frost


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