Lust’rous leaves once laughed and leap’d
Full of colour ‘neath her feet
And as the skylines turned to grey
So Autumn’s carpets saved the day
Berries bursting flavours full
Where birds got fat on grassy gnoll
The crunch of nature’s nest a hymn
Begat the words which cherubs’ sing
Nature showed her cards so briefly
Completeness sensed but not completely
Revealing Beauty amidst its Truth
Then tumbling forth at Season’s use
Blowing leaves in gusts and rain
What once was full has turned to grey
The icy arm of empty’s endless reaching fist
Veil’d in a murky melancholic mist
Perchance a time for hibernation?
Rested for rejuvenation?
Trees stand empty. Trees stand still.
Whose will is Winter set to fill?
Stumbling on through eyes glazed grey
We see the end begin today
Is the end a chance for new beginning?
Or declaration of a world stopped spinning?