Flaming red maples, leaves tipped to the sky
As warm autumn days turn to brisk fall nights.
Crisp cool air carried by wayward wind wisps by
The flow of the season brings eager foliage nigh.
Change so naturally comes against time's shuttered eye.
It beats and pulses and breathes and chops and slices
Within nature's blind harmony comes resounding chorus.
The ebb and flow of color delights the stalwart forests.
Tis a season for all creatures to slow their cycle down,
To steady harried pace, to plant feet firm upon the ground.
Time to breathe from deepest stirrings, look casually around.
Listen to the silence as the harbinger of change sounds.soon to
Enjoy the mosaic majesty of multi-colored splendor all around.
Autumn leaves are turning, preparing for the fall
Metamorphosis abounding in the god's kingdom hall.
A spectacle of shaded hues highlighted for one and all.
Earth displays her festive finery, very proud and tall.
She speaks to your abysmal soul, heed ye, Gaia's call!
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