I cleaned out some dead flowers..
looked at the lovely wine grapes,
and as I wandered around,
I listened to the very far
and faint susurration
of the crickets.
It was a beautiful day.
Made more beautiful
because of thoughtful notes
from loving and caring people
whom I love. Thank you all.
As I listened to the distant strains
of the crickets, such dainty beings,
I imagine that tonight
they are donning their tuxedos,
ties, white blouses
and black skirts.
I believe that if I pay attention very carefully,
I will hear the magnificent
orchestration of Vivaldi's
Autumn.
I hope that you can hear it too,
no matter where you are.
Tuning up the strings,
tightening the bow,
all as one rejoicing in
this beautiful season.
I hear the "tap, tap" of the conductor.
Ready, begin, and the music
flows like water
over the linen grasses,
it blows through the waning
light of the moon.
The brilliant stars light the way
for all of us to take a seat,
to listen and give applauds
for this gentle and gorgeous
time.
With love and best, e.