A Navajo prayer intones:
With beauty before me, I walk. With beauty behind me, I walk. With beauty below me, I walk. With beauty all around me, I walk.
In these golden days we can all walk like the Navajo. One reason is that many places are graced by the beauty of goldenrod.
Often seen, but largely unappreciated, the flower Carolinians find growing along their shoreline is a handsome native, a member of the aster family, so common that its beauty tends to be underrated. It offers a glorious spread of flowers coming into full splendor during late summer through autumn, hosting butterfly and hummingbird with a prodigious blooming that borders our roadsides and pathways with yellow gold.
Poets tell us it is these flowers, with eyes of gold, that rise midst the shiny brambles of autumns morning dew, that are the earthly eyes that keep an everlasting watch upon the antics of the heavens and stars.
Many a jungle of seaside goldenrod, their succulent leaves and arching branches lining the sandy shores, beaches and pathways, gleam in the glow of Octobers sun with their bright yellow flowery clusters.
They are wild natives whose blossoms stand guard to a treasury filled with golden dreams.
Each year as the hours of fast fading daylight give way to the passing days of autumn, nature decides to reinvest her treasures. We see and sense it first in the garnering of the harvesting of grains and in the gold of corn. It continues shifting toward the fattening fig, ripening persimmons, falling pecans and orange pumpkin by the roadside.
By late-October, nature sheds its spectacular wealth of color as the falling leaves of aspen, poplar and swamp maple spread their multi-colored blankets of red and gold over the summer sheets of grassy green, creating a rainbow beneath the indigo blue of Octobers skies.
Goldenrods blossoming offers autumn a golden climax.