Autumn concert
By Fraser River
Of Richmond, Vancouver,
I stand and observe
Falling leaves, drizzle,
Shallow waves on the water.
They ripple and ripple
On the logs, like fishes.
Tree logs float and
Without roots or a head.
I adore autumn's life,
Breeze comes beautifies.
The serene falling leaves,
Their dances in the rain,
And trips with the wind.
When departing, mothers,
The trees, undress,
Are exposed, get naked…
How I wish I could learn
To speak with the breeze,
With nature, and the trees
With alive and dead leaves,
On the water, in the wind.
I enjoy their concert
Wearing masks, scarlet,
They are soft and sweet.
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