Autumn’s Scents

The rustling of the trees is so beautiful and eerie 
In the natural beauty of the wind, kicking off a beautiful twister of leaves 
In the sea of crunchy brown leaves growing with my earthly theory 
The texture of roots are growing upwards, causing them constantly to greave

My ears are full of sounds of nature’s voice, calling your name as I cry 
Faster than a fan of electric source, in the mud of footsteps that continues to follow me 
As I walk through the crunchy forest, leaving a soft sound of the sky 
Birds of Prey are singing to attract their yummy lunch for free 

As I touched the bark feeling the roughness on my fingers 
A little wild rabbit comes slowly accepting 
The smell of a pure natural scent of the rabbit lingers 
Firmly as the little bird flies near me pretending 

Pretending that I am a living statue, echoing out to its fellow friends 
Magical creatures comes with a special calling 
Phenomenon of nature and humanity together in the end 
The spirits are in me and nature’s belonging