Of Autumn Grasses


My balcony, autumn night:  Sedge and stones; inspire, reflect, grace.

On this first day of Autumn, I'm taking a brief break from gardening to save and share a meditation I read this morning via Apartment Therapy.

Here are the direct links to the poem, art that inspired its writing and the book, Autumn Grasses, by Margaret Gibson.

I will reread the poem over the next few days, but this morning, the lines that speak to me are:

Who does not savor, and stand open

if only in secret

taking heart in the ripening of the moon?

Just for fun, last night I completed an online quiz that identified my gardening style as Zen. I'm not sure if this is validation, but I am drawn to Japanese art and gardening.