Artist Profile: Autumn is Alive



Autumn is alive
Every fiber of its being, every twig, every nook and cranny, every drop of water is coherent, deeply inhaling the vibrancy of it all and warmly exhaling with a caressing passion in an easy, undeniably sweet and addictive rhythm
Autumn is alive
The trees reaching and stretching their creaky branches higher than they ever thought they could
Aspiring to taste even a hint of the bluest, dreamiest sky they have ever witnessed
Autumn is alive
The leaves playfully tugging away at their stems, yearning to dance through the air as they float to the ground, laughing and twirling, trailing and sailing, landing gracefully to their silent slumber
Autumn is alive
Summer's greenest grass gradually growing grayer and groggy, all the hues in the world fading to inviting, cozy undertones of thick, glossy gold
As if mother nature smoothly dimmed the lights to set the calm, romantic mood, and hush the earth
Autumn is alive
Autumn is often accused to be a funeral, a final, sorrowful goodbye to the sun in preparation for winter, frostbite, and death, the end
But the glorious truth is held within the breath taking colors of each tiny, crispy, wispy leaf
Autumn is a celebration of life itself, the meaning of liveliness, teaching us to take nothing for granted, because there is utter beauty in absolutely everything
Autumn is alive
Autumn is affection and cinnamon, seeping with love and understanding, finding its majestic way right down to what makes you hum and tic, filling your soul to the brim with softness, embracing you with spices and a blanket of colors you never knew existed
Autumn is alive
Autumn is delicate and delightful, delicious and deep
It gently lulls the world into a certain unexplainable tenderness and endearment and ambition
An uplifting roaring spirit of anticipation for the unknown, a curiosity of the wonder and mystery of the season
Autumn can send your heart on a high speed chase and the brightest smile crawling across your face
It empties your mind of junk and worries, fears and hesitation, it wipes your slate clean of pain, grief, anger, confusion, doubt
Autumn is alive
It generously embellishes your well deserved stomach with sizzling ciders that cast away the brisk air
The friendly fragrance of fine, fluffy, freshly baked bread twitches your nose and engulfs your childlike desires for mother's home cooked meals, drawing you near the blazing oven
Autumn awakens and arouses each and every one of the senses
Autumn is alive
This is the magic, the faith and belief in what you cannot see, but what you feel so surely, it rattles your bones and pulses through your veins
Letting it overwhelm, overcome, surround you
Surrendering to what lies within you
It is life, and autumn is calling for you to take its hand and begin to live it
Really, fully, extensively, happily, joyfully, abundantly live it
You are alive
Autumn is alive