Sunday, November 01, 2009


"The leaves are falling, falling as from way off,
as though far gardens withered in the skies;
they are falling with denying gestures.
And in the nights the heavy earth is falling
from all the stars down into loneliness.
We all are falling. This hand falls.
And look at others: it is in them all.
And yet there is one who holds this falling
endlessly gently in his hands."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson,


Morning's Minion said...

Maple leaves are so lovely at any stage. [Nostalgic sigh!]

Sunny said...

That moon looks like it might be the hunter's moon brightening the sky tonight.