A Vagabond Song

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A Vagabond Song – 23 September 2007

Today is officially the first day of autumn, the time of year when “leaf peepers” like me rejoice; so I’d like to share with you the following poem about this beautiful season by Bliss Carman:

A Vagabond Song
By Bliss Carman
(1861-1929)

There is something in the Autumn that is native to my blood –
Touch of manner, hint of mood;
And my heart is like a rhyme,
With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time.

The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry
Of bugles going by.
And my lonely spirit thrills
To see the frosty asters like smoke upon the hills.

There is something in October sets the gipsy blood astir;
We must rise and follow her,
When from every hill of flame
She calls and calls each vagabond by name.

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"Joyful Curmudgeon"
An oxymoron?
No! I see all the beauty of God's creation and I'm joyful.  At the same time, I see all the suffering and corruption going on in the world, and feel called to help expose and end it so that we may have true peace and compassion.

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