Autumn (continued)
9.
I've set a place at table
where we'll gather
and feel all the good things
warm
safe
nourished
where the fruits of summer's labor
have not yet gone soft
and produce a feast worthy of fine dishes
but our cracked and worn crockery will do
a feast
to be grateful for
to linger over
to tell the story of
some other time
a humble feast
rich in intention
extravagant in simplicity
abundant in heart
and we'll share more than we thought we had
with a lightness that surprises us
with a heaviness that grounds us
with a feeling that we'll wonder if we can keep with us
in the days that follow
so, I've set a place at table
and I hope that you will find it.
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