"I saw old autumn in the misty morn
Stand shadowless like silence, listening
To silence."
~ Thomas Hood
It was a fine, fuzzy, foggy morning today. The kind that stays with you for a long, long time.
When the snugness of the comforter was tough to let go... when the day was yet to rise from its deep, enshrouded slumber... when a feeble sun was trying to kick hard through a dense curtain of fog... when the ripe air gave a bittersweet chill... when cacophonous birds lost their way to the red, juicy berries... when the blazing leaves wore a mellowed, pastel demeanor... when a strange stillness hung in the air... when the everyday monotonous walk to the coffee shop was a sprightly dance of crunch and colours... when the mellow caress of the pumpkin spice latte warmed and awoke blurred senses...
On such notes of perfection, a careworn world floated past me like a dream, in bubbles of calm and nothingness.
Let this world be. For a while, at least.
What a lovely way to wake up - it makes me long for days that are less rushed and hectic. I hope this time that you're enjoying will last long enough to satisfy.
ReplyDeleteThat was really lovely - a complete pleasure to read - thank you.
ReplyDeletegood work Suman,I like your idea
ReplyDeleteIt's beautifully written ! You embellish the everyday life,like a simple walk. And it's a real pleasure to read you.
ReplyDeletePondside, I hope it will! Unhurried, unkempt days are what autumn makes me long for!
ReplyDeleteSharon, thank you! You are very kind.
Sunny, thank you!
Celine, that's one of the most wonderful compliments I've ever got. Thank you so very much!