Autumnal Mood Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Autumnal mood

The end of summer is looming is still warm
the afternoon breeze from the green ocean
is pleasant but has pockets of cooling air
The heart senses the depression of the mind.
Once there was spring breaking free of ice
merging with summer spent under an old oak
The inactivity, free of the demand to produce.
Leaves fall from the tree slowly, then rapidly
foliage looks like the hand of an old man.
The arising to a world of lightning and thunder.
The winter of discontent freezes the heartbeat.
The question is: will there be another spring?