As well, you saw this morning on the hill
Her horse is in the stable now, the men are at the mill
She thanks you for the apples by her gate
And hopes that when the moon is full you’ll join her once again to celebrate
For she knows that the harvest has begun
The autumn feast rewards our time when
All is well and done
With the blessing of the sun
~ Dar Williams
♫ (All is Come Undone) ♫