Wednesday, October 07, 2009


by ~i-bloom-blaum


Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

(Robert Frost, 1923)

3 comments:

listener said...

Robert Frost always said it well.

eagle said...

John Muir also said it rather well: "I wonder if leaves feel lonely when they see their neighbors falling."

Somehow fall touches the very soul of the human spirit. That may be why it's my favorite season.

White Bear said...

And why you are the gentle man of my heart. . . .