Leaving and The Summer Ends, by Wendell Berry

I title this photo “Leaving” 😀
I was trying to get a photo of this syrphid fly on a flower, but of course it took off and I just caught its little feetsies.

The Summer Ends

The summer ends, and it is time

To face another way. Our theme

Reversed, we harvest the last row

To store against the cold, undo

The garden that will be undone.

We grieve under the weakened sun

To see all earth’s green fountains dried,

And fallen all the works of light.

You do not speak, and I regret

This downfall of the good we sought

As though the fault were mine. I bring

The plow to turn the shattering

Leaves and bent stems into the dark,

From which they may return. At work,

I see you leaving our bright land,

The last cut flowers in your hand.

– Wendell Berry


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