We strive for our dreams
in each passing seasons,
soft and fragrant spring
deep hues of summer
vibrant colors of autumn
in gold and orange of maturity
We often fail to reach our goals
in the wayward wind
in the path of storms
we rebound in sunny days
in the end, we see ourselves mirrored
in each different form and texture,
assess what we have done
by the opinion of others
by the impact on our world
we then embrace ourselves
just as we are.

(by Byung A. Fallgren. Photo by Collin A. Maag.)