Autumn

 

There is a beautiful spirit breathing now
It's mellow richness on the clustered trees,
And, from a beaker full of richest dyes,
Pouring new glory on the Autumn woods,


 

 

 

 

 

And dipping in warm light the pillared clouds.

 

Morn on the mountain, like a summer bird,
Lifts up her purple wing, and in the vales
The gentle wind, a sweet and passionate wooer,
Kisses the blushing leaf, and stirs up life...

From Autumn, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Enjoy this beautiful day!