Squinting into the sunset
Reflecting on eyelashes...
Upon the eve of Autumn's kiss
I look upon the earth...
.
trees of emerald green...
The air in which we breathe is tainted with...
And everything is dying...
I make a wish and blow
I watch them float away...
Strong, irresistible impulse to travel by
hiking through snow as white as ivory...
The rain, like glitter, it sparkles the ground,
As the world is void of motion or sound...
Beautiful autumn
A time of reflection...
There's a blue sky above me,
Children laughing, running...
Oh look at the myriad cascade of dying flowers,
Auburn and burning of fervid flames...
Why twilight is the saddest, I will never know,
Crimson light, weak sun glows...
Look at the beautiful sky
All the birds that fly...