A Book of the Seasons: August 14.

August 14.

To float on a stream

is like embarking on a

train of thought itself.

August 14, 1854

Standing on the shore

I now see that sailing or

floating down a smooth

stream at evening

surrounded by water so

agreeable to

imagination

is like embarking on a

train of thought itself.

Silver-plated stream --

water full of reflections.

August 14, 1854

Now after sunset

the river is full of light

in the dark landscape —

a silver strip of

sky of the same color and

brightness with the sky.

August 14, 1854

Silver strip of sky--

the river is full of light

in the dark landscape.

August 14, 1854

"A book, each page written in its own season,

out-of-doors, in its own locality."

~edited, assembled and rewritten by zphx © 2009-2017