September cometh

Standing in one of Irene's gifts.
“Lord, it is time. The summer was very big. Lay thy shadow on the sundials, and on the meadows let the winds go loose. Command the last fruits that they shall be full; give them another two more southerly days, press them on to fulfillment and drive the last sweetness into the heavenly wine."
--Rainer Maria Rilke


Mummy Dearest said…
Siiiiigh... beauitful, friend.
Thanks. :) I love Rilke, and it's really because of you!

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