Biological Rhythms – Anatomy of the Fall- and Thanksgiving
Ashley Davidoff MD Copyright 2015
Maturation with impending death.
Hints of orange, yellow, and red
Skulls and ghosts in gardens
Mortality and cycles of life
shows a CT scan of a skull in the aging garden as the time of the Fall shows its beautiful head. Some of the greens are still green but there is a sense of a cycle moving forward to a next phase as some leaves start to show their mature age with the coming of the fall season.
Time moves on
Yellows oranges and reds become deeper…
And more intense
And we understand George Eliot
“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it,”
shows a CT scan of a skull with reducing volume of bone as the Fall ages and becomes fatter. The skull is located in the aging garden as the time progresses to the mature and mellow yellow, oranges, and reds. There is a sense of a seasonal cycle moving forward. Middle fall is the season of Halloween when we are reminded of our mortality.
We take the dog for a walk
And everywhere it says
Death is coming
shows the sentiment of the Fall as we move on in our life cycles. Biology by its natural cycles will have a beginning, a middle and an end. The fall is a time for contemplation and a reminder to make sweet while the sun shines.
Halloween brings the
Cutest of our society to say
“Do not to worry – there is youth in this season also”
And a pregnant Mommy stands behind smiling
Yet another inner maturation –
Cycles within cycles
shows an MRI of a pregnant uterus in the third trimester. For this baby the fall is a beginning
So I come to think of the parts that make the whole
Of members of my inner society
And start with the cell
shows the cell in the its own mature and mellow colors in a background of yellows and oranges of the seasonal external cycle. The beauty and reality of the seasons and biological rhythms are in us and all around us.
And think about the tree of my breath
As it goes through its cycles
is a rendering of a CT scan showing an upside airways forming the trunk and branches of a tree. The lungs have been reshaped and colored to reflect the shape of the ginkgo leaf in the Fall.
And about my aging bones that
Used to run in the park with no effort
and of the agility and beauty of a dancer in her prime
I try to shake off the melancholy
Uplifted by the performance ….
Through my orange eyes
shows an impressionistic portrayal of contemporary dance in the Fall. The mature and mellow colors are reflected in the yellows and oranges with the occasional splash of evergreen green.
And then we give thanks
For being alive
And for being part of a bigger family
The First Thanksgiving at Plymouth, 1914
(Original by Jennie Augusta Brownscombe, Modified Public Domain Image )
“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.”
― Jim Bishop
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