{"id":6130,"date":"2013-10-10T23:16:14","date_gmt":"2013-10-11T05:16:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/14erskiers.com\/blog\/?p=6130"},"modified":"2013-10-10T23:18:26","modified_gmt":"2013-10-11T05:18:26","slug":"the-autumn","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/14erskiers.com\/blog\/2013\/10\/the-autumn\/","title":{"rendered":"The Autumn"},"content":{"rendered":"

Go, sit upon the lofty hill,
\nAnd turn your eyes around,<\/p>\n

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Where waving woods and waters wild
\nDo hymn an autumn sound.<\/p>\n

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The summer sun is faint on them \u2014
\nThe summer flowers depart \u2014
\nSit still \u2014 as all transform\u2019d to stone,
\nExcept your musing heart.<\/em><\/p>\n

– Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1833)<\/p>\n

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Let my heart be mused with glowing leaves
\nUntil the snow doth fly<\/p>\n

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For I truly love each season’s mountain scene
\nUnder the azure sky.<\/p>\n

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I’ll soak in the scent of aspen leaves
\nAs they fall from the sky like snow.<\/p>\n

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But, soon the gold will be replace with white-
\nAnd then my heart will glow.<\/p>\n

….. Who says it’s time for winter?
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