Late October Poem - Inspiration Thursday

Late October  by Maya Angelou

Carefully
the leaves of autumn
sprinkle down the tinny
sound of little dyings
and skies sated
of ruddy sunsets
of roseate dawns
roil ceaselessly in
cobweb greys and turn
to black
for comfort.

Only lovers
see the fall
a signal end to endings
a gruffish gesture alerting
those who will not be alarmed
the we begin to stop
in order simply
to begin
again.

Those final lines keep ringing in my head like a refrain:  "That we begin to stop in order simply to begin again."  Its pretty brilliant, I think, and apt.  It is the circular nature of time--the wheel of life.  It reminds me of a lyric from a pop song from my high school days which also used to get stuck in my head, "every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end."  Its true.  Which is part of what makes impending change and nostalgia for the past so tricky.  Before each chapters starts the preceding one must come to a close.  Before the spring blooms new life everything must wither and die.  Its the ebb and flow of the universe.   Its beautiful and natural...and can still be bittersweet.   Oh, what a summer!  And oh did it go so fast!