Jonathan J Sharp

A crisp Autumn wind blows past, and all the leaves are whirled into a dance! The afternoon sun lays gentle rays of warmth, and your heart beats to the solemn march of serenity! Shades of illumination and shadow roll by in the clouds, as the straphangers of the city stroll by. Sounds of birdsong and merry laughter fill the air! An august feeling of earthly belonging overcomes you, as the ghosts of your past flee with the wind. You now have but two thoughts within, "onwards" and "forwards".