Autumn is the
eternal corrective.
It is ripeness and color
and a time of maturity;
but it is also breadth,
and depth, and distance.
What man can stand
with autumn on a hilltop
and fail to see
the span of his world
and the meaning
of the rolling hills
that reach to
the far horizon?
eternal corrective.
It is ripeness and color
and a time of maturity;
but it is also breadth,
and depth, and distance.
What man can stand
with autumn on a hilltop
and fail to see
the span of his world
and the meaning
of the rolling hills
that reach to
the far horizon?
~ Hal Borland
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