Like many of you, I await the coming of autumn with outstretched arms and a welcoming smile :-)
I saw this beautiful poem yesterday by Albert Laighton and had to share it.
The world puts on its robes of glory now;
The very flowers are tinged with deeper dyes;
The waves are bluer, and the angels pitch
Their shining tents along the sunset skies.
I saw this beautiful poem yesterday by Albert Laighton and had to share it.
The world puts on its robes of glory now;
The very flowers are tinged with deeper dyes;
The waves are bluer, and the angels pitch
Their shining tents along the sunset skies.
The distant hills are crowned with purple mist;
The days are mellow, and the long, calm nights,
To wondering eyes like strange magicians show
The shifting splendors of the Northern Lights.
The days are mellow, and the long, calm nights,
To wondering eyes like strange magicians show
The shifting splendors of the Northern Lights.
The generous earth spreads out her fruitful stores,
And all the fields are decked with ripened sheaves;
While in the woods, at Autumn's rustling step,
The maples blush through all their trembling leaves.
And all the fields are decked with ripened sheaves;
While in the woods, at Autumn's rustling step,
The maples blush through all their trembling leaves.
~Albert Laighton
Amazing photo by Lars Van De Goor.
Wishing you a beautiful day!
~Angela
I love this. Thank you for posting it. Made my morning even better.
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