The early morning trek
to the mailbox, a habit
was padding on a softened carpet
to the mailbox, a habit
was padding on a softened carpet
The air was gently cleaned
from harvest dust and more
misty, sprinkled rain
had done its work
Red and yellow maple leaves
still falling
lay wet on the green grass
making my footsteps silent as I trod
The beloved soil is soaking it in
picture a lady (discretely) in bath
exquisite the gentling time
softening with the moisture
The Japanese maple outside my window
has tiny diamond drops on darkened branches
and the pointed leaves drip ever so slowly
it needed rain as well
has tiny diamond drops on darkened branches
and the pointed leaves drip ever so slowly
it needed rain as well
After some very dry weeks
the rain stops harvest, for a moment
so the farm folks are catching up inside
repairing themselves and their machinery
a second cup of coffee
not on the run!
Some cultures do a bath, regularly,
as a leisurely respite, a sigh
an ‘ahhhhh’
The earth does it too!
Enjoy!
Lin Harvest 2011