11 Oct Autumn Chant By Patrick Donald
“In autumn’s embrace, the earth bestows its treasures,
Fruits of toil and endeavour, a wealth of earthly pleasures.
The steadfast sower reaps the harvest’s golden yield,
A bounty of nature’s riches, the promise fulfilled.
With wreaths of gladness, his brow is adorned,
A son of the soil, by Mother Earth’s love adorned.
As he leaves behind the cares and sorrows he’s known,
He returns to his hearth, to a joyous, warm home.“
The accompanying image is an Indian Harvest scene, which you can find in the Master Works section – India.