Reflections – Thursday, September 22, 2016

Carol A. Hand

A grey drizzly morning, this first day of fall
The singing trees of yesterday now emptied
of their feathered traveling visitors


Leaves, still green, rustling in the breeze
signaling the changing seasons
Blades of grass bejeweled with shining droplets
remnants of last night’s rain

It’s too wet to harvest beans and broccoli just yet


But there are always more student papers to grade
Another sacred task – one that nourishes mind and spirit


7 thoughts on “Reflections – Thursday, September 22, 2016

  1. As always beautiful rendition and combining the nature’s greenery and the sacredness of nurturing the mind and souls. Love your work so much, it helps me so much beyond words, sorry for not always coming here but I follow your progress with much zeal. Blessings and greetings from the eastern horizon! 🙂

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    1. Thank you so much for your lovely, thoughtful comments, Saadia. I follow your progress with intense interest as well, although these days I don’t often have much time to comment. Blessings to you, dear friend from the eastern horizon, from the land on the southwest shore of Lake Superior. 🙂

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