by Edna St. Vincent Millay
O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists, that roll and rise!
Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all by cry with color! That gaunt crag
To crush! To lift the lean of that black bluff!
World, World, I cannot get thee close enough!
Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this:
Here is such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart, -- Lord, I do fear
Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year;
My soul is all but out of me,-- let fall
No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.
To those of you who listen to the Among Women Podcast, I thought I'd treat you to some of the last autumn images that we have around these parts before all the leaves fall.
The photos above and below were taken by my handy little iPhone camera during one of my many walks down our country lane... over to the horse farms and back.
And yes, I really do live down a country lane in New England.
yes, that's the sky's reflection in a little pond...
Granite stone walls are a fixture everywhere here.
Have a beautiful day, wherever YOU are in God's world!