The sounds of summer fade fast into the mist of fall. The sounds of life that I hear now will soon be replaced by the rush of readiness, before the deathly silence of winter. Winter will fall over us like a cloak of darkness. The summer evenings now spent lying in bed listening to the sounds of night creatures will soon give rise to silence which will cause my heart to yearn for them as I await their return with anticipation and awe in the spring. The march of seasons follows the circle of life.
