In Autumn…

…the time of dying,

the color green escapes hastily

while native grasses

repaint themselves

as gold, rarefied

.

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Copyright 2012  http://www.anotherthousandwords.wordpress.com

Golden Grasses, Evanston IL

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6 responses to “In Autumn…

  1. You have a wonderful perspective on life. Some would say it is just dead grass, so much better to see it as gold. My In-laws travelled around Australia some years ago (not long before I met them), through the rugged, drier areas and they often tell me about one lady they met on their travels who sat in the car and knitted while her husband drove, refusing to look up because she said it was boring and all the same. My In-laws saw it as a different kind of beauty, amazing colours and something very special. The other poor lady missed so much!

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