Autumn Day:
Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by.
Now overlap the sundials with your shadows,
and on the meadows let the wind go free.
Command the fruits to swell on tree and vine;
grant them a few more warm transparent days,
urge them on to fulfillment then, and press
the final sweetness into the heavy wine.
Whoever has no house now, will never have one.
Whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the evening,
and wander the boulevards, up and down,
restlessly, while the dry leaves are blowing.
Translated by Stephen Mitchell,
"The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke" (Random House)
Ooooohhhhh ... doesn't that last stanza send shivers down your spine? Just feels exactly like an autumn wind has curled itself around me and breathed down my neck! And yet I love that poem, perhaps because it does get such a response out of me. And perhaps, because I really do love autumn!
So on this Marvelous Monday, I am thankful for this glorious season of beautiful vistas ....
of leaves turning colour....
of animals seeking hide-away spots for the winter ....
and bright orange pumpkins finding ways to escape the farm!
I hope you are having a glorious autumn!
Blessings,
Ro
