Melancholia

A fine rain was falling,
and the landscape was that of autumn. 
The sky was hung with various shades of gray,
and mists hovered about the distant mountains –
a melancholy nature. 
The leaves were falling on all sides
like the last illusions of youth
under the tears of irremediable grief. 
Every landscape is, as it were,
a state of the soul,
and whoever penetrates into both is astonished
to find how much likeness there is in each detail.”
~Henri Frederic Amiel from The Amiel Journal

What is melancholy
at first glance
glistens bejeweled
when studied up close.

It isn’t all sadness~
there is solace in knowing:
the landscape and my soul
share an inner world of tears.



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One thought on “Melancholia

  1. “The landscape and my soul share an inner world of tears.”
    What an intimate assuring thought..suggesting a unique, blessed co-existing relationship with our Creator-God
    and source of all that we are and see and feel. I think the word ‘sharing’ here may be the linchpin that co-exists
    between our omniscient, ever-present Friend and Protector.

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