Monday, October 12, 2009

festival of autumn colors



Another morning and I wake up with thirst

for the goodness I do not have.
I walk 
out to the pond and all the way
God has 
given us such beautiful lessons.

Mary Oliver

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

such soft and gentle beauty in these flowers and words. 'tis a rich gift of nurture... sweet sustenance for the soul. I'm ever so grateful!