Come Autumn

Cooling rains draw new colors to bear
Or are they hues of age?
They deepen the world into sunset
Before cold night descends upon us.

What was once green and pliant brittles,
Flakes away, transcends form,
A nutrient now to future soils
To perfect itself beneath the freeze.

It is the echo of bright laughter
Still vibrating the air
Though silence has already stepped in,
The notes are felt like a memory.

"Peace," is the whisper of rattling leaves.
"It is the wheel turning.
All that shone bright and dewy in birth
Grew skyward, thrived, gained wisdom, transformed."

Our eyes grow heavy, our body aches.
We seek out a warm bed.
Worries of today drift with cool winds.
Rest descends to prepare us anew.

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