Friday, October 19, 2007


Beth has nearly finished putting the garden to bed. It was a big job after a year of going to seed. I watch her nurture the garden, and I think how what she's cultivating there is nothing more or less than hope.
Her example is one that I am grateful for since I am by temperament moved in more fatalistic directions this time of year.

Autumn leaves burn
in the shivering sun
running through my veins
my dreams are all undone
everything I have
will fall away
but I burn for you
as the sun sets every day

You've got to settle down
You've got to move on out

You've got to hold on tight
You've got to lose your mind

You've got to love someone
Who's moving on
You've got feel so good
Your tears fill you with song


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