The Blessing of Autumn

Van Gogh – Landscape with House and Ploughman 1889

As autumn flames across park and field
as smoke curls from ditch and garden,
as birds sing their farewell song,
as frost begins to touch the ground
and our hearts are warmed
by the scent, sound and touch of it;
now is the time to throw away
the heavy stones of anger, regret and fear,
which harden our hearts.
Now is the time to gather stones of praise
to build a cairn
of thankfulness to our God
for all the blessings of our autumn life.

Kate Mcllhagga

…and thinking how the first scent of autumn
is like coming across a lost album
of childhood photographs.
Jonathan Hull

Autumn

autumn

Autumn is a second spring
Where every leaf is a flower.
Albert Camus

October’s poplars are flaming torches
lighting the way to winter.
Nova Bair

Delicious autumn!
My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth
seeking the successive autumns.
George Eliot

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