The Third Season: Autumn Poem by Elizabeth Shield

With a general whirl of fading warmth and sunny breezes, she dons her many colored coat which trails along the ground.

Ephemeral, she passes slowly, and all the trees liken to her form, spreading colored circles on the ground.

She is the herald of her sister, with bright color fading and warm hues falling to the earth, she announced the coming snows and cold weather
'Dance with me' she calls, she clothes herself in leaves and cool breezes and hangs her fiery banners on the trees.

Very hesitant, she tiptoes away again, when her time is done, her sister winter blows through after her and freezes all her leaves.

Asleep, she remains in cold caves and secluded forests, she will return to dance again and again.

Eternal as she is fleeting, she dances ever in my thoughts.