O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
one from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes' sake, if the were all,
Whose elaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes' sake along the all.
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Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf....
Autumn in Northern Hemisphere - watching the trees give way little by little before winter removes their leave and places the trees roots undr a blanker of snow. I feel that Autumnal October is loath to let go and is making winter wait. -
i think its about ager and power how it may be unleashed in days to come the power will be so great to kow that i cant sleep
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