The Inevitability of Autumn

It happens every year but we never know exactly when it will begin, or how. Nature's shifting patterns of color transformation - something to do with chlorophyll, I'm sure. We possess both volition and free will. But we will be acted upon nonetheless. We can be prepared. We can stand relaxed, alert and waiting, grounded by roots and reaching toward the sun. The next season is always coming. We remain the same while a wash of change works us over.