Summer’s Labors End
And The Lord puts Aside His
Godly World Making
The Divine They Sees
That it Is Very Good And
Sighs a Divine Breeze
And Sings Her Delight
In Blue Skies and Bright Leaves,
Cool Nights and Warm Days
Summer’s Labors End
And The Lord puts Aside His
Godly World Making
The Divine They Sees
That it Is Very Good And
Sighs a Divine Breeze
And Sings Her Delight
In Blue Skies and Bright Leaves,
Cool Nights and Warm Days
Before the Leaves Turn
Fall Calls in the Sunlight Seen
Through a Morning Mist
Just Harvested Fields
Look Brushed, Curried and Ready
For Winter Stable
Late fall’s full palate
Cardinals, jays, crows, red tailed hawks,
Cold and clear, blue skies