Meditation - The Peace of Autumn
The meditation today at church was "The Peace of Autumn" by Rabindranath Tagore, a Bengali poet. It really resonated with me, capturing what was a beautiful autumn day - sunny, crisp this morning, warmer throughout the day such that in the sun I didn't need a jacket; I could hear people working in their yards, kids playing, smell dried leaves burning in the afternoon and smell wood fires at night; with night air cool and heavy, holding in the sound of the distant train whistle such that it sounds like it's just down the road.
Today the peace of autumn pervades the world.
In the radiant noon, silent and motionless,
the wide stillness rests like a tired bird
Spreading over the deserted fields to all horizons
its wings of golden green.
Today the thin thread of the river flows without song,
leaving no mark on its sandy banks.
The many distant villages bask in the sun with eyes
closed in idle and languid slumber.
In the stillness I hear in every blade of grass,
In every speck of dust, in every part of my own body,
in the visible and invisible worlds,
In the planets, the sun, and the stars, the joyous dance
of the atoms through endless time.