An allusive pause
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I walk in solitude
Amongst trees abound
Night having lost its glory
In the turning of diurnal tides
Springs forth a virgin morning pride
I feel the coolness of an autumn breeze
That stirs a leaf to fall in my hand
In disbelief, crispy purplish-red with ease
Between walking lies a pause
And my thinking goes
Around over metaphors and symbolisms
I look up to see the falling leaf
A paragon of virtue and beauty
That I will take this denuded waif
To be folded uncrooked and pressed neatly
Inside my book-friend as a pioneer think-of
For beauty in this word the time is autumn anyone who protects beauty in any form or adds some beauty in this crucial time is better than an angel..............10
The leaf represents beauty and virtue! It has now fallen with the stir of the autumn breeze and you would like to treasure it and never allow it to rot ! This waif will be hereafter preserved neatly in the pages of your book! Enjoyed reading your poem showing your enthusiasm to preserve beauty and virtue!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful nature poem ....really visualized..nice