Monday, October 25, 2010

Thoughts and Memories on a Fall Day

What a magnificent Sunday! It was lazy. It was warmish outside. The leaves continue to fall into their singular and collective oblivion. Actually they are the nutrient loam of future growth, but today they are the crinkled collection of crunch in which children can play and adults can rake. What a gift.

There is nothing like the sound of a bamboo or thin metal rake as it scrapes along the grassy ground. I tried to write the sound that I made with each rake scrape, but it didn’t look right or even sound right in the attempted writing of it.

I mentioned Sunday was a lazy day. It was. I had a leisurely farewell lunch with a long time friend of mine who is moving to Texas. My wife cooked a turkey to take to a neighbor whose husband just died Saturday. We both felt the loss for our neighbor. It reminded us of our loss of a son eleven years ago. It’s the kind of memory that remains as fresh as the day it happened.

It doesn’t last long, but it is there because everyone who allows their divinely connected emotions to surface in this realm of density will empathetically resonate with the sadness of another.

In my home area it takes several weeks for all the leaves to fall so I can continue a clean-up for the winter. I enjoy the slow leaf shower experience and I’m reminded of Robert Frost’s poem October.

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes' sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost--
For the grapes' sake along the wall.

Be well, this 25th day of October, my reader friends. I thank you for your tuning in to this blog and hope you continue to do so.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Your blog brought out a spiritual feeling in me for the loss of the leaves mixed with the loss of a season and of loved ones. You mentioned your neighbor and then your child (both losses this time of year) how sad!!

But, soon the winter snow will cover the earth in a white blanket of peace and calm and we will rest. Be blessed with this calm and know love survives all weather.

Bless us all........

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