Very magic of fall, -
Have you asked for this gold?
Mild thoughfulness, guiding,
That accepts no denying?
Have you walked on those streets
Full of autumnness' leaves?
Have you whispered by heart
Dreams that've fallen apart?
Speak those words for a bit,
Sing with kindest leaves,
Look at looks of the past
In the puddles and dust, -
Green, red, orange and gold
Dance in whirls and folds,
Fly and circle the globe
With the steps of the fall.
May be, miles away
Someone is also astray,
And you, chanted-afraid,
Just have been too delayed.
Rumours carried by leaves
Fly around in bliss, -
Listen to songs of the fall,
Trust in orange and gold.

September 2024