Change Opens Doors

Everyone is afraid
but there is something beautiful
in a storm,
the many hues of gray
the wind and leaves
falling, swirling,
the temperature falling
the impending dark,
the gathering in of
provisions,
water and light.
Change opens doors,
windows that weren’t there
before, in everyday world,
are waiting for
one to see
and walk through.
The moon is big and full
and veils are thin
shimmering and leading
to new information.
Dreams come as gifts
not asked for:
one’s deepest desires
are given magically
just when the gap
is too wide to cross
from what appears to be
and what cannot be solved
in the mystical night
through sleep come gifts of
well-being and happiness.