I recently heard this poem on NPR. Something in it touched me, so I went to the station's website and found the complete text. I don't know that the poet, Rainer Maria Rilke was speaking only of fall, but some of the imagery fits.
"Onto a Vast Plain"
by Rainer Maria Rilke; translation by Joanna Macy and Anita Barrows
You are not surprised at the force of the storm-
you have seen it growing.
The trees flee. Their flight
sets the boulevards streaming. And you know:
he whom they flee is the one
you move toward. All your senses
sing him, as you stand at the window.
The weeks stood still in summer.
The trees' blood rose. Now you feel
it wants to sink back
into the source of everything. You thought
you could trust that power
when you plucked the fruit:
now it becomes a riddle again
and you again a stranger.
Summer was like your house: you know
where each thing stood.
Now you must go out into your heart
as onto a vast plain. Now
the immense loneliness begins.
The days go numb, the wind
sucks the world from your senses like withered leaves.
Through the empty branches the sky remains.
It is what you have.
Be earth now, and evensong.
Be the ground lying under that sky.
Be modest now, like a thing
ripened until it is real,
so that he who began it all
can feel you when he reaches for you.
Book of Hours, II 1
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Joanna Macy reads "Onto a Vast Plain" by Rainer Maria Rilke.
I love imagining myself the person "ripening until real" so that God can find me!
Here is my hope for you this fall...that your personal work done in the first nine months of 2010 bears fruit...that you continue to ripen, continue to grow through sharing and being shared with, through loving enough and being loved enough to do the work of growing with another, through setting personal goals and meeting them (or revising them and beginning again), and through making the personal decision to pursue growth.
Enjoy all the ripening fruits of the season...the edible ones and the internal ones!