Autumn’s Embrace

 

 

Autumn’s Embrace

 

The trees ignite in crimson flame,  

No two leaves ever quite the same.  

Amber whispers drift through air,  

A fleeting glow beyond compare.  

 

The golden fields, the fading skies,  

A gentle hush where daylight lies.  

Each breath of wind, a painter’s hand,  

Scattering jewels across the land.  

 

The world slows down, the shadows grow,  

A softer light, a steady flow.  

In autumn’s arms, we learn to see,  

The grace of change, its mystery.