The Summer EndsPosted: September 4, 2014 | Author: CultFit | Filed under: Meditation, Yoga | Tags: culture, cycling, Fall Harvest, Identity, love, Omaha, passion, Poetry, Prose, social media, Summer, Wendell Berry |3 Comments
The summer ends, and it is time
To face another way. Our theme
Reversed, we harvest the last row
To store against the cold, undo
The garden that will be undone.
We grieve under the weakened sun
To see all earth’s green fountains dried,
And fallen all the works of light.
You do not speak, and I regret
This downfall of the good we sought
As though the fault were mine. I bring
The plow to turn the shattering
Leaves and bent stems into the dark,
From which they may return. At work,
I see you leaving our bright land,
The last cut flowers in your hand.
What a beautiful testament to the love of nature as it pepares to rest.
Perfectly stated 🙂 May your heart be filled with warmth and happiness this week – Take care and be well!
Thank you, blessings..