Summer slowly fades and beckons autumn, in utmost splendor,
Oh! Nature seems like a bashful bride,
Resplendent in colors of auburn,tangerine, purple and gold,
She spreads her layered tresses of leaves like infinite yards of silken drapes,
A sprightly feast to our mortal eyes.
Dancing to the wild wind, the boisterous leaves susurrate,
Waltzing, prancing, pirouetting,
They celebrate the season in heavenly trance,
Unmindful of their ephemeral existence,
They dwell in blissful oblivion listening to the songs of nature.
O’er ripened and untethered, the leaves fall down weightlessly,
And slowly, in yawning stretches they dwell in quietude,
Appearing like layers and layers of golden carpet…
Glancing at the skeletal trees,
They recall all gilded memories from spring until fall.
Brown and brittle, no more breathing life,
In somber stillness they shrivel and crumble,
Dust to dust, until they disappear ‘neath the wintry frost in solemn silence,
Reminding everyone that though death is the naked truth
‘𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙬’ and the merry songs of spring ne’er fail to come.
𝘗𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵 : 𝘗𝘪𝘹𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘺